The boys were 'gardening' when E and P came running to the door telling me something was dead in the birdbath. So I went to take a look and there was a chick dead in the water. Probably a little house finch. Emmett took the flowers that Grandpa Krueger gave me (I was getting ready to compost them anyway) and walked to where the dead bird had been with this clump of flowers in his hand, said a few words and dropped them to the spot. As they were falling to the ground Emmett waved goodbye to him.
I watched this from inside the kitchen and it was very powerful for me. Yes, I cried. He is so kind and loving. When he came in I hugged him, crying, told him how proud of him I am and how sweet and kind he is. Potter said, 'me too?'. I told him the same and we all had the nicest hug. We are so lucky to have these guys.
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