I think flowers are nice and pretty. They’re so small and…um…small, so you have to take good care of them. Mommy told me that you have to water them every day so that they can grow-up big and strong. Mommy says that flowers can grow better if you talk to them. I tried that, but it got boring. Flowers don’t talk back, but girls can!

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