Flowers For Mom

When we were kids, my brother would often grab up bunches of weeds and come inside singing "Happy Birthday" to my mom with the flowers hidden behind his back. I never understood why she was always so thrilled to receive these bedraggled bouquets. I mean, it wasn't like it was actually her birthday. Today - it all became amazingly clear. Mason presented me with the most beautiful bouquet I've ever received. I thanked him for the lovely flowers, and he said matter of factly, "Mom - they're leaves." At least he's honest.