That's right. Don't bother with roses or lilies. Just pick me a dandelion and I'll be happy.Jack picked this one for me today. He was especially excited about the length of it. Yesterday he told me that we wished we lived at our neighbor's house. When I inquired the reason, he replied, "Then I could pick you hundreds of those pretty yellow flowers!"
Indeed, our neighbor does have an exceptional number of them.So here sits the vase in my window ledge; the lovely dandelion picked by Jackson and the pretty tulip that Harrison picked (the first day that it bloomed, after being told not to touch it) for me. Sweet, precious, good-willed boys...
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