My youngest son came through the door with an enthusiastic grin on his face. He’d been gone a few hours helping his dad on a job. Before I could say, “Hello” or ask how his morning had been, he asked, “Hey Mom, daisies are your favorite flower, right?” I hadn’t noticed his hands behind his back until that moment. “Yes, sir. They certainly are,” I replied with a note of anticipation. “Here, I got this for you!” he said as he handed me the loveliest flower in the prettiest vase he’d been able to find.
“He loves me. He loves me not…”
Clearly, he loves me and I am one blessed momma!
Blessings to you and yours,
#Wendy’s #Raising Boys to be Men #Daisies
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