My mom has a paperweight on her desk that looks like a large yellow diamond. (it's about the size of a baseball, you've probably seen similar ones in display windows at mall jewelry stores) Bella loves this thing. The other night Bella stayed with my mom and I was talking to my mom on the phone while Bell was there. This was the conversation I heard between them:
Bella: I really like your pretty rock grandma
grandma: Yes, I know you like that Bella
Bella: I wish I had a pretty rock like that
grandma: oh really, you do?
Bella: Yes, because then I could always remember you gave it to me.............
Wow, that girl could really go places