The Best Bouquets

“I have a surprise for you, Mom!” my four-year-old son says, and I know it will be a sweet surprise. I can see it in his eyes.

Yesterday he found out my birthday was coming up. “What do you want for your birthday, Mom?” my little buddy asked me. “What do you like?”

“Most of all?  I love Daddy and you and Mara and Rissy and David!” I told him.

“I know. But what do you like? I know you like your phone.–Do you need a new phone?”

“No,” I laughed, “I don’t need a new phone. But you are so kind to think of Mommy!–I like books. I like music–sometimes CDs or piano music I can play. . .”

And some of the best “gifts” of all are the persistent questions a four-year-old asks, revealing the love in his heart.

Yesterday’s conversation was on my mind as I watched him, hands clasped behind his back.

He shows me my “surprise.”

A single violet.

And at that moment, my heart couldn’t love anything more.

Sometimes the best bouquets are made of violets and dandelions.