G's daycare had them paint flower pots for mother's day. Then the teacher planted pink impatients. After reading her I was thinking how neat that would be to receive. Then I did on Friday afternoon while picking up G.
So last night in bed I asked about the planting of the flower and G explained that all she did was paint the pot. Then I said, "Do you know the name of that flower?" She said, "Well it's not a people!"