Flowers from the Boys (II)

It’s not Mother’s Day, but the boys individually presented an offering of flowers, in their own way.

We were shopping around while waiting for Christian during his music class on Saturday, when the Husband insisted that we go clothes shopping for me. I reluctantly went along, reluctantly tried on a dress I thought was too gaudy and too expensive, but had to concede fitted perfectly. And so we bought it. He envisioned me wearing for XJ’s wedding, with a flower in my hair, and singing for XJ.

Later, while Christian and I waited for P to drive out of the carpark to pick us up, I drew Christian’s attention to a purple flowering bush. It was overflowing with purple flowers, and there were some on the ground. He was slightly disturbed, asking why they’d fallen onto the ground..and while I was thinking of how to reply him, he asked “Can I pick some up for you, Mama?”

Oh of course!