For anyone confused by the term WOM, it stands for Wingmen of Mayhem and is the nickname that I gave my sons some time ago. Very appropriate on most days! However, they have their softer sides. Today, they both spent a good amount of time picking flowers, leaves, blades of grass and little sticks and bringing them to me. Because they love me! How sweet..... and they do this almost every day that they play outside and can find flowers. In the winter, they bring me colored leaves and rocks.
Here is the cute little vase of flowers that came of their offerings (Thanks to Jenna for arranging them!).
So, in the middle of stress, anxiety and chaos..... the Wingmen prevail with offerings of love and beauty. And my day is just a little bit brighter as a result.
Thank you for all of the awesome and supportive comments lately. Your kind thoughts and warm wishes are the flowers that I needed......
5 comments:
how I miss the days that a crumpled handful of flowers or weeds as many would call them could bring me so much joy... they are beautiful
what wonderful boys i cant wait fr bradley to bring presents like those... i so recall when my kids did.
That's so sweet! I hope my boys grow up to be thoughtful.
I remember when you were bringing offerings to me! It is very sweet and you will always remember their face when they hand them to you.
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