Easton had been outside the other day and picked me some flowers. He was so proud that he did this for me. He helped put them in a vase with me and add water. I told him I have to count on him bringing me flowers cause daddy don't ever! He thought that was so funny.
What a sweet little boy!! Fresh picked flowers from your kids are the best. Oaks tried to pick me some the other day, but he only got the flower part...no stem. Needless to say they didn't make it to a vase, but still very sweet!
ReplyDeleteI enjoy looking at your blog, Lisa! This is a really sweet picture. I love it when children give me flowers at school. I still have a faded arrangement that a little first grader gave me years ago. It had been in a cemetery and had blown away and into his grandparents' yard. It was already torn and faded, but he was so proud. He told me, "God just blew that in the yard so that I could bring it to you!" I put it in the window of my classroom, and it is still there. They say the flowers you receive while you are living are best of all!
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