My young men treat me like a queen. I enjoy flowers and they know it. The older boys bring me offerings of amazing pictures of beauty. I love the perspectives they capture.
Sometimes they add Scripture to their image giving it true eternal value:
My little men gallantly venture into the deep grasses to gather up a large cluster of golden treasure - just because I said one time that those brilliant yellow flowers are actually kind of pretty. They heard that and now they know how to please Mama:
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