I told my daughters about “pet rocks” (yes, I had one, but didn’t purchase it; my brother got me one from a coin machine, and the second I “plucked from the wild”). The younger one (she’s 12) decided that SHE wanted a pet rock. She now has about 13, all of them named. The biggest one, Paul, sits in his own small bowl, while the others share a nest made of Easter basket grass.
I told my daughters about “pet rocks” (yes, I had one, but didn’t purchase it; my brother got me one from a coin machine, and the second I “plucked from the wild”). The younger one (she’s 12) decided that SHE wanted a pet rock. She now has about 13, all of them named. The biggest one, Paul, sits in his own small bowl, while the others share a nest made of Easter basket grass.