Sunday, February 20, 2011


Philip remarked at dinner that my Valentine's flowers were wilting.

Ashlin offered scriptural truth while Luke saw the opportunity to slam.

Ash said, "Well, you know...they're dead. They were dead when they arrived because they were cut from the vine. Even though they were pretty, they were dead."

Luke pounced, "They were dead when they headed up our driveway. Here, under Mom's supervision, all flowering plants wither and die."

And there you have it. Happy Springtime, Y'all!