I had Zachary with me last night at the races. He was such a good boy. He sat on the ground playing with his car and some rocks on the bleachers.
I didn't know he could have such a good time with just one car and so many rocks.So I asked him. "Are those race cars too Zacky?"
"No" he said.
puzzled I asked "what are they?"
He just looked up at me and said "ROCKS".