Remember these shells that Samuel picked up from the beach a couple of weeks ago?
He still plays with them. He keeps them in a container and will take ‘em out every now and then.
And the other day, we decided to name them.
Samuel: Mommy what is this shell called?
Mommy: How about we call it pokey shell since it’s pokey
Samuel: This one le?
Mommy: Spiral shell?
Samuel: Or curly twirl-y shell
Samuel: This one is Broken Shell
Samuel: Is this a Petrol Station Shell?
‘Ya didn’t think of that too, did ‘ya?