Justin painted this flower pot and planted this marigold for me in his Turtle Class. He brought it home on the bus Friday but made me wait until Sunday (because Sunday was REALLY Mother's Day) to open it. By Sunday the lovely marigold was a goner. It broke my heart to see him so proud when he handed me the sack and then see his face turn to tears at the sight of the shriveled up flower. Me...I almost like the dried flower better. It shows me that Justin has grown up enough to be able to keep secrets and has developed a concept of time. (Mother's Day isn't until SUNDAY after all...I hope this concept carries over to his Birthday and Christmas. Both in December but every day I still here "When it's my Birthday...")
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