(He was not happy that his teacher placed them in a pile because he said he spent a lot of time getting the tissue paper to look like really pretty flowers... and now 'they're flattened! And at least two are missing!')
I guess that must stink after working on what he considered a piece of art. :) But I hugged and kissed him all up and told him how much I love his words and how thoughtful all of it was. How much it means to me to know that I'm appreciated and to hear what he loves about me! What a glimpse into his mind. I smiled. He smiled. I got joy out of seeing how happy he was to see how happy I was! Haha!