What a wonderful homecoming. I had just returned home when the doorbell rang. I opened the door to be met by this georgeous sight: Calvin waving a bunch of flowers at me in a very enthusiastic way. He and grandma had been out for a walk hoping our paths might intersect. They didn’t, but then they (I think grandma played a leading role here!) decided to bring back a lovely floral gift. My heart couldn’t help go pitty-pat to see my son holding the flowers.