We've arrived at a park. I quickly become preoccupied with finding that essential spot where I can lay down the picnic blanket and keep a good eye's view of all three children as they scatter in different directions.
As I'm busily warning one not to lose their shoes in the mud, Nene comes from behind, "Mommy, I picked some flowers for you!"
I've been trying to photograph all those wildflowers in memory of her delightful heart gestures. And what a big heart that little baby girl of mine has ! This little girl with the love language of giving. Reflecting on this demonstrative gesture encourages me to offer her some flowers . I wonder how she'll react!?