he may be rotten when he's rotten

But when he's sweet, he's reeeeaaaaallly sweet. Really, really, irresistibly sweet. This little boy will not walk past a flower bush without picking one for his momma. Sometimes he goes all the way across the parking lot, and sometimes he skips into the backyard, but he always brings me back a flower. Sometimes I get 5 a day. Lucky for us, there are yellow & purple lantanas everywhere. Also his two favorite colors.

Today when he gave me a yellow flower, he even said, "I wike yow shiwt wike that. And yow haiw wike that." I thought I died and went to heaven.