I was outside unloading my car, and Carter was playing. I could not see him anymore, so I stared calling for him, a little worried since I'd never let him play without me before. After a minute of panic, he came from behind a few trees, carrying a dandelion, with snot running down his face, saying, "pretty flower mommy!". I shed a tear of relief, and amazement at this wonderful gift-of-a-child God gave us. Our yard is covered in wildflowers, and he picked the "pretty" flower instead.
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