Max's New Pet

Ok, here's a good one. The other day Max came in the front door and started lugging this huge rock up the stairs. I looked at him and the following conversation followed:

Mel "what are you doing?"

Max: "this is STEVE!" (with a look that said - you are clueless, mom)

Mel: "who's Steve?"

Max: "My pet rock, I've had him for over 2 weeks!"

Mel: "oh, sorry, I guess I should have known."

In typical Kyle fashion, following his older brother's lead, Kyle now has two small pet rocks, named Bob and Carl. (why these names? I have no idea...) He told me Steve is the "big daddy rock" and Bob and Carl are the babies. (I guess they're just chips off the old rock, :-)

Last night when I took this picture of him, Max told me in a kind of disgusted voice that Katelyn(his best friend) was supposed to take him (the rock) this week but she didn't. Apparently I wasn't aware that they had joint custody of this pet.

And you thought your kids had wild imaginations...