I ran into my bedroom for all of about two seconds this afternoon to grab something before running out of the house again. I went to get something from my bedside table and there, in the middle of it, lay one very white and beautiful star magnolia blossom.
For a second I panicked when I realized that I'd been gone all morning, so who could have been in the house to place the flower there. Then I remembered that the boys had gotten home from school two minutes before I walked in.
#5 had found this flower on his walk home and carried it safely here to put for me to enjoy. Aww. Just love my boys. They're good people. So glad they love me back.