I just emptied the two front pockets of my jeans this morning and this is what they contained:

1 grocery list on a crumpled up post-it
1 strawberry Starburst
1 broken earring
2 foil wrappers from chocolate gold coins
9 small pebbles
2 large pebbles
1 piece of red plastic - origin unknown
1 brown ponytail holder
1 drivers license bent in half
2 magnets shaped like eyeballs
1 magnet with a nose and mustache
1 small mystery key

And the funny thing is I am simply surprised at the shortage of pebbles and rocks in this collection. Cai is a rock guy. Our driveway is filled with crappy gravel and EVERYTIME we go to the car he picks up several rocks and says, "Here Mama, I got deez wocks fo you". This also happens in parking lots, at the park, grocery stores and generally anyplace he can find dirty, boogery rocks that I am then obligated to take and put in my pocket all the while thanking him for the beautiful gifts.