Dandelions

"To some the dandelion is a weed; but not to me, unless it takes more than its share of space, for I always miss these little earth stars when they are absent. They intensify the sunshine shimmering on the lawn, making one smile involuntarily when seeing them. Moreover, they awaken pleasant memories, for a childhood in which dandelions had no part is a defective experience." ~ Excerpted from "The Home Acre," by E. P. Roe

My kids love dandelions! They love picking them and bringing them to me and telling me they love me so much. I must admit that I love that too. I love the bright sunny color they have. We love when the yellow head turns into a white "wish" that we can blow on the wind.
But as we grown-ups know, dandelions are weeds. They take over your yard and make it look a little dumpy. Well, yesterday we had a lawn care specialist come to help us recover our yard from weeds and other destroyers.
Luke was devastated. He cried and cried that they were going to kill our dandelions. It about broke my heart. Jason just doesn’t understand the love that dandelions represent to the kids. They were freaking out because there would be no flowers to pick for me anymore and what would I do? I did my best to comfort them and point out that the park was covered in them and we could pick them there. That seemed to satisfy and I was able to wipe up tears and snotty noses.
Good-bye little dandelions, good-bye!