My sweet boys love to pick flowers for me! The next time I find myself wondering why God chose to give me a family of boys (which I wouldn't really trade for the world!) - and the swords are flying all about me and they are all laughing at boyish body-sounds humor (oh my!), I'm planning to remember how precious it is to get flowers from my boys. Behind all the boyish rambunctiousness, they really are sweet! Here's one of the big bouquets that they brought in for me yesterday... they really worked hard to cut this many flowers! And they smell soooo good!