I had both grandsons for two days. My daughter and hubby were going to pick them up when they came over to celebrate her birthday.
I took GS2 (the 2-year-old) to the store with me to shop for some food for his mom’s birthday dinner. We were almost finished, and I was pushing him in the cart through the produce section.
As we pass a stand full of fresh flowers, GS2 pointed at the flowers and said, “Mama.” Not sure if he was calling me mama or if he wanted flowers for mama, I asked him. When I pointed to the flowers and asked if he wanted to get flowers for Mama, he nodded and said, “Yes!”
I began to pick up a spring bouquet of colorful flowers and he said, “No.”
“You don’t want these? What about those?” I pointed to the white roses and again received a “No.”
“How about these?” I pointed at the pink roses. “No. ”
Yellow roses. “No.”
When I pointed to the red roses, he gave me an emphatic nod and said loudly, “YES!”
“You want to get Mama the red ones?” He gave me a huge grin and nodded. I found a produce bag to put the wet stems in and helped him place them into the cart.
I hid them until present time, then gave him the bag to bring to her. After she saw them, I told her the story. It made her night.