I often think about how nice it would be to live somewhere like DC or Amsterdam and be able to buy fresh flowers from the numerous corner flower stands as often as they need replaced. I love fresh flowers and how they brighten up a room.
A few weeks ago, Sam came home with a huge amount of wild flowers. (That's not illegal is it? To pick wild flowers from the mountains?) I arranged them and placed them around our little apartment. I even took one vase with me to church for a table decoration for the YW lesson I taught.
Aww...the bright fresh-ness of bright fresh flowers.
I lost my newborn cry and can even get really mad sometimes. When I'm hungry, I cry and cry and then say "ma-ma.... uh mama" (I know who gives me the food).