On my flight home from Denver yesterday the little kid sitting next to me asked if I collect anything.

I thought about it before I responded. I purposefully try NOT to collect things (besides memories, aww) but then I felt my head and my answer occurred to me, “sunglasses!”

Then I asked them if they collect anything. And they excitedly told me rocks. And I was like “OMG DUH KIM YOU COLLECT ROCKS TOO.” (Also, why didn’t I think of that? Don’t most kids collect rocks?)

As the little kid was enthusiastically describing all the rocks they found on their trip to Arizona to me, I was thinking they’d be excited when I told them about my painted rocks.

Fam, they were NOT excited. Ha ha ha. I explained that I was even on a rock painting trip, and had a backpack full of painted rocks and even offered them one when we landed (they were stored in overhead luggage) and they politely declined.

Then went on telling me more about different rocks in their collection.

I thought maybe when they saw mine after we landed they’d want one. Nope! Rejected! Although the adults around me were very interested in them.

It was so funny to me. Especially that this kid had already mastered the technique of asking someone a question in hopes they’d ask it back.

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On my flight to Denver, we passed by Guttenberg, Iowa, where my family has cabins, and I could even see them from the plane!

We flew right by my hometown in Iowa too! That was a fun surprise.

We’ve flown to both these places in the Cessna, but it was fun to see them from above 30K feet!