The Story of the Rose

Yesterday Carson and I were at the store and we walked by some flowers. I asked Carson which ones he wanted to get for his Grandma. He carefully picked out the dark red roses. They were pretty. I made sure that we were very careful with them as we navigated the isles. When we checked out and walked into the snow storm I made sure that they didn't get too cold, so they would not freeze. On the ride home I lectured the kids on how to hold the flowers and how to take care of them while we were traveling. When we got home, we put them in water. I made sure that they weren't in too cold of a place so that they wouldn't freeze, but also not too hot as to prematurely age them. Instead of taking them to Sherry that day I ended up shoveling snow. Today, after I picked up Carson from school, I swung by the house to get the flowers out of the water to give to Sherry. I pulled them out of the water and unwrapped the clear plastic from around the stems. It was then that I noticed...THEY ARE FAKE FLOWERS!!!