Earlier in the summer, pink lilies popped up all over town. Along sidewalks, in alleys, scattered throughout neighborhood yards. These are often called surprise lilies since it's always a surprise when they emerge from the soil.
But they also have another name: naked ladies, referring to their leaf-less stem and base. That's what Gabe's Great Grandma Dotha called them, and that's what I told Liam to call them, too.
We went on plenty of walks, finding those naked ladies everywhere. Now, whenever he sees a lily, he calls it a lady.
He is especially taken with the water ladies in our pond. So taken that he picks every bloom the minute it opens. We're still working on our flower etiquette.
He picked one each for him and River a few days ago, and next thing I knew, they were posing for portraits with their ladies.
A little strange? Yes. but I was not going to pass up them actually hamming it up for the camera. And I didn't even get upset when he ended up in the basil patch. Click.
There was still plenty of silliness. The ladies are great for brotherly love pats.
But most of the loving was given to the flowers. They're saying ahhhh while snuggling their flowers.
More flowery hugs.
What can I say. He just loves his ladies.
I'm not quite sure which is the best... liam in the basil with the giant snot dripping from his nose... or the kiss... Definitely the kiss!!! Those boys are going to love that picture when they are older! :)
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