It went something like this...
Daddy arrived home carrying a
beautiful bouquet of fresh flowers
(presumably for his wife, to celebrate Mother's Day).
As he set them on the counter, Aynsley
bounded into the kitchen and with great agitation, said:
"Augh! Why does he always bring them TO YOU?!!!!"
Momma, thinking quite quickly on her feet, said
"Who says they're for ME?"
A relieved, satisfied, and delighted Aynsley
grabbed the bouquet and plopped to the floor,
smelling every bloom.
Aynsley was happy.
Momma was tickled.
And Daddy narrowly escaped
the proverbial dog-house.
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Later with Jack, a most loved pup.
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