I picked the kids up quite late this evening, and hadn’t taken a photo today either by that time, so I told the boys we needed to go to the shops to buy bread, milk and flowers.  The idea was to take some creative photos of the flowers.

Bradley caught the flowers word very quickly, “flowers?” he says, “for the house?”.  “Yes”, I replied “because you father doesn’t buy me flowers, I have to buy them for myself”.

Bradley then says “I’ll tell Dad that he has to buy you flowers… because you like flowers… all ladies do”  Hehe, not sure that would work, but it’s worth a try , maybe if Bradley tells him, he’ll actually buy some for me.

So, I say “Yes, I love flowers”. Then there was a higher pitched “Me too” being shouted from the other corner at the back of the car. “Me too, me too” Connor was chanting.  Then Bradley again “Yes Connor, boys can like flowers too… because you can get red flowers, and yellow flowers, blue flowers and even green flowers!”, and then there was more “Me too, me too, me too” being shouted!

Once we finally got to Woolies, they only had chrysanths left, and they’re not my favourite flower, but the kids were so hyped up by then about the flowers, that I bought a bunch of yellow ones anyway.