"Wildflowers"

It was so nice out today I decided to walk to the kids' preschool.

Not that I was rushed or anything, but my busy life rarely allows me to stop and smell the roses. With the kids, time means nothing to them. If they were going to walk home, they're stopping at the sight of every "wild flower" as OO calls them ("WEED" to me!!) - to see, to smell and to pick them.

By the time we got home we have bouquets of weed, ahem, wild flowers, with us. OO wanted to plant them in our garden and I was like noooooooo!!!!! Of course that was met with "but why?" Interesting conversation we had there.

I hope they don't remember their weed bouquets tomorrow, as they already found a home in my green can.