What is it about children and gifts of flowers? On May Day my daughter picked me some flowers and then yesterday as we were walking home from shooting some hoops (kids are learning) at a nearby school - the boy picked some flowers and handed them to me.
Why do children pick flowers and present them to their mothers and not to their fathers?
It was rather funny how it happened. We were all walking at a pretty fast pace and the boy might have actually been running/galloping as he is want to do. He spied the flowers, grabbed them and handed them to me in a split second. I wasn't quite sure what to do. The reason being was I wondered if they were technically in someone's yard. It's the portion of the yard right next to the street where it is separated by the sidewalk. I know there is a special name for that portion of the yard yet I cannot remember what it is called.
To make matters more tricky - the occupants of the property were outside in their yard getting into their car. As I said, the flowers appeared to be growing wildly - and since he had already picked them - I took them.
This reminded me of the time when I was probably my son's age (just turned 6) or younger and I did a little flower picking myself. I don't recollect all the details - though I'm sure they are firmly ingrained upon my mother's mind.
One or two other kids in the neighborhood (older than me) and myself decided to pick some flowers. Actually we might have picked all the flowers in the garden. From the neighbor's house. Actually from more than one neighbor's house. I don't think we picked them in order to present them to our mothers - but rather just picked them.
I do remember going with my mom to the neighbor's house to apologize and to make some payment restitution.
Regardless of where the little flowers came from - a handpicked (literally!) gift from your child is precious.
Why do children pick flowers and present them to their mothers and not to their fathers?
It was rather funny how it happened. We were all walking at a pretty fast pace and the boy might have actually been running/galloping as he is want to do. He spied the flowers, grabbed them and handed them to me in a split second. I wasn't quite sure what to do. The reason being was I wondered if they were technically in someone's yard. It's the portion of the yard right next to the street where it is separated by the sidewalk. I know there is a special name for that portion of the yard yet I cannot remember what it is called.
To make matters more tricky - the occupants of the property were outside in their yard getting into their car. As I said, the flowers appeared to be growing wildly - and since he had already picked them - I took them.
This reminded me of the time when I was probably my son's age (just turned 6) or younger and I did a little flower picking myself. I don't recollect all the details - though I'm sure they are firmly ingrained upon my mother's mind.
One or two other kids in the neighborhood (older than me) and myself decided to pick some flowers. Actually we might have picked all the flowers in the garden. From the neighbor's house. Actually from more than one neighbor's house. I don't think we picked them in order to present them to our mothers - but rather just picked them.
I do remember going with my mom to the neighbor's house to apologize and to make some payment restitution.
Regardless of where the little flowers came from - a handpicked (literally!) gift from your child is precious.
1 comments:
Hmmm! That brings back memories ! Sometimes children are just being children . The thought behind the "picking" was one of making mommy happy !
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