I love when the boys pick flowers for me. You can just see the excitement in their eyes as they come running to give them to me. They are so proud of the bouquet in their little hands. It will be sad when they are grown and dandelions are no longer beautiful flowers for Mom. At least, I have these pictures to treasure.
Dandelions grasped in grubby hands
More precious than orchids,
Or roses, or tulips
A child’s innocent offering
A natural outpouring of love and joy
A gift given without expectation
I saw this poem online and it was just perfect for this picture. Ethan was so sweet out in the field picking flowers. He was so careful with them and enjoyed arranging them in his hand. He liked the ones with really long stems.
Ethan’s party went really well. He was so happy the whole time.
It was cute because his Captain Hook party was 5 days after his actual birthday and he thought since we celebrated ‘5’ at grandma’s house, then he must be ‘6’ at his next party. He said, “Mom, 5 was fast, I am 6 now!”
Aunt Melissa and Grandma made cupcakes for Ethan’s birthday. It was fun for him to celebrate with his cousins at Grandma and Grandpa’s house.
