I got to spend some time with my favorite triplets this evening (more on this coming to a blog near you soon!).  As we were playing in the yard after dinner, two of the triplets began bringing me flowers from the grass to form a bouquet.  Long after the “flower game” was finished, little K. came up to me, held out a weed and said “I brought you another flower, Amy Beff.”

I gently took the weed and tucked it in with the other flowers, thanking her profusely.  We both studied my completed bouquet for a few seconds before K. finally spoke up –

“I think it’s the prettiest one.  Do you, Amy Beff?”

The thing that no one really wants.  The thing that people try to get rid of.  The thing people would never consider good enough to display in a vase inside their home.

Sometimes there’s someone out there that wants that very thing.