Better Than Finding a Chocolate on My Pillow . . .

Carly has always been a nature girl. Even when she was two, and we'd go on walks around our neighborhood, she would often linger near a flower or a tree, picking up stray petals and leaves. Rocks found their way into her pockets, and eventually into the stroller or her daddy's pockets. When we got home, she would unload her treasures and exclaim over each one.

So, the other day, when we were playing outside, she gravitated towards the vibrant yellow in our yard--a dandelion. But, to a five-year-old, a dandelion is a flower and pretty in its own way. So, she plucked it right from the yard and said, "Mom, look what I got for you!"

Usually, she hands over her findings to me and lets me "take care of them." But, this time, she held onto it. I figured she put it in the garage or maybe on the front porch.

Later that night, I had to smile when I saw this on my nightstand.