Often when we go for walks, we spend a lot of time discovering cool flowers, all sorts of bugs and insects, and rocks and sticks. Many times Lizzy will pick a flower and ask me to put it in her hair. Lately, Peter will go out into our yard and find a flower and ask me to put it in his hair. The only way it will stay in is with.....well.....a bow. Peter will keep that dang flower in his hair all day, and he always has the funniest, most proud expression on his face when he does this. Pat stoically looks the other way. I think he's hoping this phase will pass quickly.....
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