A few weeks ago, my brother Alex was taking Aubrey of a tour of all the wild flowers growing in the rubble and grass around the edges of the farm. After spended a day in the packing tractor on top of the bunk silo he was fairly confident he had spotted all the good ones and was eager to show off her knowledge to the greatest set of listening ears he's ever encountered.
Alex: And look Aubrey, here's some pretty little white flowers. I don't know what they're called.
Me: They're daisies.
Alex: No they're not. Daisies are ugly.
Me: Nope. Those are daisies.
Alex: Hmmm. oh.
So, we all got a lesson in botany and Aubrey had a lot of fun picking wildflowers.
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