Valentine's Day. Brad wasn't home from school yet. Noah walked out of his room with a dozen roses which he found hidden in his closet. He walked down the stairs and proudly said, "Happy Valentine's Day Mommy". I replied, "Thanks Buddy! Does Daddy know you gave those to me?" He pauses, "Nope. But I thought it was great idea!" -HA. I'd have to agree.
My heart melted. I literally was a puddle. I took the roses, tackled him, and kissed him all over.
They immediately went into a vase sitting on my table. :)
Later, once Brad came home from school and realized Noah's untimely delivery, he took them off the table. We had a good laugh. Brad helped Noah with their ORIGINAL "scavenger hunt for mommy" plan. So,... I received the same roses twice.
I wouldn't have it any other way...