I asked Roman what he wanted to take pictures of when I picked him up today and he said flowfers (that’s how he says flowers), but Roman can’t just look at the flowers or even smell them. He has a whole other system. He rips all the petals off in one handful and throws them. I don’t know why…but he’s always done it that way. The sad part is that my flowers have really started blooming for the first time since we built the house. Two are, or should I say were, beautiful deep pinks, while the other is a beautiful powder pink. So if you ever cruise by my house and notice a whole bunch of petals in the grass and naked flowfers, you know that Roman was there and enjoying his time with the flowfers.