If I drank, this phrase might sound pretty good to me. But I don't. So it doesn't.
Instead, we'll talk about a different sort of "rock".
Today after Ivie's last t-ball game, as we walked back to the parking lot, the girls stopped to climb on a big rock that sits just off of the sidewalk. So I got out to camera, thinking to myself that I needed a new picture of the two of them together for my blog header. And what better spot to get such a picture than with them sitting on a big rock that both of them are scared to move around on (lest they fall off)? Right?
Well, as you'll see, they weren't in much of a mood to cooperate. Or at least not to look at me and smile at the same moment... Oh well, I'll take what I can get, I guess!