Austin: "Mom? Mama! Mo-oom? Mommy?"
Me: Right here, Austin.
Austin: "Oh! There ya are! I have a surprise for you..."
Me: How exciting! What is it?
Austin: "Look behind you..." (He says in a sing-songy way, as he is holding something behind
his back.)
Me: (I do a quick glance behind me. And turn back to Austin.)
Austin: "For you!" (And he pulls out from behind his back a sweet little yellow flower. Picked from our lantana in the backyard.) "It's a magical flower! Where's your pocket? Put it in your pocket?"
That's what he does. He finds things--sticks or acorns--or picks things--flowers or leaves--brings them to me with the biggest, most joyful smile and always makes sure I put them in my pocket, which I always do.
Austin started this all because he sees Cooper do it. But, Cooper really just sticks to flowers for me. Sometimes he'll bring me acorns or tree bark, but mostly flowers. He brings me a flower from almost anywhere we go--the park, the Arboretum, the zoo, or just walking down our street. He will walk around, thinking he's being sneaky, but I can tell what he's doing, find the "perfect flower" and always "surprise" me with it.
On my dresser, next to my wedding rings, I have a little jewelry dish
full of acorns. And on the kitchen counter, next my pens and to-do
lists, I have a pile of leaves. And in the kitchen window, above the
sink, I have small vases holding weedy flowers and lantana blossoms.
And it all makes my heart happy.
Oh, these boys. They sure have my heart.