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When we went to the nursery, Max and Luke both had a chance to pick out a flower for our garden. We planted the boys' flowers and a few others along the side of the driveway, so whenever we get out of the car, Luke and Max will take a close look at their plants to measure the progress and offer some words of encouragement.
Here is Max's flower. It's a nice plant, what with the leaves and blossoms and all.
(Yes, I know I should have reversed the order of these two posts. I'm an idiot.)