Monday, September 22, 2008


(I didn't take the picture, but it illustrates the story well)

On the way home from the bus stop, Gregory ran ahead, picking a bunch of dandelions. When I caught up with him, he proudly showed my the fuzzy flowers. I asked him what he planned on doing with them.

He grinned and said, "Let's blow them!"

I knelt in front of him, we took a deep breath and blew...

I think I blew a fraction of a second earlier than he did, because he ended up with a mouthful of fuzzies! Poor little guy... don't worry, he recovered quickly.

1 comment:

Whitehorn Family said...

Debbie you do a great job of stopping and smelling the roses, or in this case blowing the dandilions.