the daffodil rescue...

This morning, S and I had a little adventure during a walk outside.
S ran down the hill to the bed of daffodils and exclaimed, "They're dying, they're dying!"
The poor things did look a bit wilted and rather freezing, their yellow petals drooping.
"We gotta save dem!" he cried and picked some.
As he did, it was so funny to watch his reaction to each flower.
To some, he would simply say, "Oops. Sorry, you're dead." To others, "Oh OK, I pick you."
We went back in to put them in a vase of warm water.
S looked very accomplished and pleased after the daffodil rescue.
What a big heart this little guy has...