Sent Budah in a store for pink carnations and he came out with pink roses instead. Then he decides he should be a florist after high school. As he further tries to tell me what an amazing florist he would be he smells the flowers and says “these smell like blue willow”. I stare blankly at him briefly and he says “oh wait, those are dishes, huh?” Yep, he’s going to make a fantastic florist someday this boy of ours!

-Budah, 17 years old