The Four-Year-Old just brought me a bowl of dandelions, and every few minutes she comes in with another flower to add to the collection.
“I’ve broughted you these beautiful flowers because I love you very much,” she told me.
My 14-year-old keeps calling it a “Bowl Full of Weeds,” but I know the truth. It only looks like it’s full of weeds.
Its actually full of 4-year-old love, and it’s pretty much one of the greatest things I’ve ever been given
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