Despite my disdain for over priced floral bouquets, I really do love fresh flowers. The best flowers of all are those picked from my own yard (actually, even better are those picked from other people’s, but I would never do that.)
Lily and Ben each picked me a fistful of daffodils yesterday.
I lured them inside with the promise that we’d photograph their flowers and post the pictures here (they get a big kick out of seeing themselves on the screen.) Lily filled a vase with water and to showcase her sweet bouquet. Those are Ben’s underneath. He took my direction of “putting them in water” quite literally and stuffed his in Penelope’s water bowl while I was dealing with his sister. He was quite impressed with himself for doing it alone and proudly pointed them out to me.
I have to give him credit– he did put them in water. Since turning two, his hearing has become quite selective and he rarely listens to me these days. I’m happy to take what I can get.