Several Fridays ago I came home to a perfectly quite house. The Mini was with Helen, his nanny, at the grocery store. E was still working. I ran around picked up a few things, and was standing in the kitchen. It was at this precise time The Mini ran through the door holding out a bouquet of gerbera daisies he had gotten me at the grocery store and with the biggest smile on his face proclaimed, "For Mama!". It doesn't get any better than that.