

The kids had a day off from school, and it just so happened to be nice outside, so I was able to send them to play. All the sudden, they kept coming in, telling me they were picking me some BEAUTIFUL flowers. I didn't have the heart to tell them they were weeds. They'll figure it out when they get a home of their own, and they're on the ground, with their weed picker thingy, grumbling about how they seem to multiply almost hourly. Until then, I will let them live blissfully unaware =)
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