Speaking of Cubby and flowers, yesterday Cubby got to see his very first flowers growing right in the ground. Well, the first in his memory. We have many photos to prove that he saw lots of flowers last spring, of course, but his long-term memory isn't quite up to speed yet, so as far as he's concerned, those snowdrops I pointed out yesterday were the Very First Flowers Ever.
He smiled at them. And then he tried to pull them up and put them in his mouth. So I guess he liked them. Of course, he does the same thing with rocks. Of which there are millions in our rock driveway, which makes excursions outside a more or less constant stream of admonishments along the lines of, "We don't eat rocks, Cubby."
Such is the profound wisdom of a parent.