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three flowers

June 12, 2009

As we were walking from our car to church on Sunday, we passed a patch of dandelions. My 6 year old immediately plucked one and brought it to me with a big smile. I knew the big hug he got in return would start a parade of flower picking for mom. As expected, the oldest and youngest soon followed suit and picked flowers of their own. But much to my dismay, their flowers weren’t for me. The little one kept his for himself and the oldest, well… he gave his to a little girl in his class. It was quite the picture of the stages of childhood and a reminder of how precious and few those years really are.

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Debby Morton permalink
    June 15, 2009 12:55 am

    What a sweet story. Kendra sounds like your boys are growing up way to fast if they are already giving flowers to little girls in class. 🙂

  2. scrabblenut permalink*
    June 15, 2009 8:02 am

    Don’t I know it 😦

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