The daffodils have bloomed in our backyard. Izzy ran out to pluck one and I was about to scold him for it when he said, "But Papa told me I could pick one for you Mama. Here. Here's a flower for you." And he lowered his eyes a bit, saddened that I was angry, which of course I wasn't. What more could I ask for than a little boy who picks flowers for his Mama..and also happens to carry laundry down four flights of stairs and vacuums up the crumbs after dinner. All on one sunny day.
It was a long one and we were back to being out in the park past six. Back to the springtime days of trying to rustle up dinner as soon as we get back from the park. Tonight I had a simple but odd plan in mind. In an attempt to use what we have I made Waffled Goat Cheese Sandwiches with sliced cucumbers and edamame on the side.