I love the end of the school year when all the preschoolers who aren’t coming back for the summer bring their sweet gifts. I especially like when they’ve made the card themselves. One sweet girl, Zoey, brought me a lovely flower in a mug with a lovely little card tied to the handle. I took it joyfully from her, gave her a hug, and thought, “I can’t wait for this flower to die so I can drink from this awesome mug!” I don’t normally get jazzed about mugs, but this one – the color, the shape – it was calling to me to drink copious amounts of coffee from it’s crimson form.
So, last Friday after weeks of neglect that little pansy finally kicked the bucket, and I shook it out into the garbage at the end of the day. I confessed to one of the college kids my diabolical plan and she said, “You could have just replanted the flower right away and then used the mug.”
Um, that honestly never occurred to me.
Brad says
If it makes you feel better, pansies almost never make it through the hot summer. They’re cool weather flowers. It was doomed from the beginning.
Lauren's dad says
So, pansies can’t take the heat?
Lauren says
Ha! We all know that I was guessing they were pansies, right? I only know the names of four flowers.
Peggy says
Darn college kids….think they know so much.
(Love the color of the cup too!)
Kristi says
I love that mug. It’s so warm and inviting. However, I prefer hot chocolate.