We were off to the farmer's market on St. Pattie's Day all decked out in green t-shirts. In true Charlie fashion the first thing he did on his way out the door was to choose two rocks to carry on his way to the car. The lucky stones this day included a little pebble and a much heftier rock, which explains the biting of the lower lip. He sure was pleased with himself!
When we got home that afternoon he picked up the same big rock and lugged it all the way back to the front door. I think Charlie has a favorite.