The other day, season notwithstanding, my eldest brought me a lovely bouquet. Truly, she did. She picked it from the outdoors, even, and no; I don't have any crocuses in bloom. She found a lovely vase, decorated it cheerily, and even filled it up with water for the, uh, flowers.
Motherhood is awesome.
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Whoa! Is that the dawg in the background? Isn't he still a puppy?!
YEah, that's the dawg. She might still be a puppy... I think she's 9 months old or so, but she's almost strong enough to *drag me around the yard when she escaped from her cable* one day. Tried to eat my little apple tree there in her excitement to catch snowflakes, too. Argh...
That is a lovely bouquet! Beautiful and so thoughtful. I hope spring is on its way for you!
It IS a lovely bouquet... However, as I was out of town a day or two, my return was hastened by a "wind and blowing snow" advisory, and it's COL-L-L-D here! Baby woke up a few times with chilly little hands, and as we're out of propane, my fingers are starting to stiffen up here at the keyboard... N-n-not sure if s-s-spring is on it's w-w-way or n-not. *chattering teeth*
I am sending nice warm thoughts your way!! Along with all my humidity and frizzy hair1
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