When I picked Ellis up today, he showed me the bag full of "barf and pine cones" he had collected while playing outside. I wasn't quite sure what he meant by "barf" until he pulled out a piece of "bark" from the bag. "Oh, bark!" I said. He wanted to take them all home and put them in jars. I asked him where he wanted to keep the jars. He said "On my bed." With some discussion, we decided to put one pine cone and one piece of "barf" in a jar, and keep them on his bookcase. While scavenging in the refrigerator I came across a jar with a pine cone in it, and a jar with a piece of "barf" in it. I guess he found better place to store his treasures.
