Jack was pretty proud of the flowers he picked. As soon as we got home, he organized the cup of flowers and all our pumpkins on the front porch. Later, when I told him that our neighbor friends were coming over to carve pumpkins, he said, "After we're done carving, each girl will get one flower. But no arguing. You get what you get and you don't throw a fit. You get what I give you. You can't say, 'I want pi-ink...'" (At that point I had already walked away...)
