I bet my children’s parents never have to worry about weeds in their yard. Because these kids…. they pluck every beautiful flower (or weed) they see. Instead of playing they’re busy picking flowers for their mommies and daddies ❤❤, wiping their pollen-stained hands on their clothes, their hair whipping in the wind, their eyes shying away from the sun. I do not know what their parents think of when they open up flower-filled backpacks, see mud-caked clothes, or pollen stained on dresses, but I hope they realize the love their children have for them when they say, “Look mommy/daddy. I got you a flower!”
It’s not until we have to get back to the hustling and bustling in our lives,
that we can enjoy the snow in its entirety.
I know, I know. I shouldn’t have. But you know what? When life’s got you down, treat yourself. Buy more books!