Yesterday we went out for my Mother's Day gift to my mom - flower shopping. I've "given" her this same gift of going out with her and buying her flowers for her garden for 3 years in a row or so...perhaps a little lame since I keep doing the same thing but kind of nice too. It was lovely.




He also called her first thing in the morning to ask if he could have a snap dragon for his house. We'll have to see how Snaps do in a pot on a windowsill that doesn't get much direct sun...I just killed 4 pansy plants and his fish in the past week so I think he's growing accustomed to death and dying at his mothers caring, responsible hands. And yet God still allowed me to get pregnant a third time...sometimes you've got to question his judgment, even with the whole omniscient thing.
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