apparently, red roses are evil

Hey Hoo - yah, so I got flowers! Delivered. To ME!

So I brought them home and my kids were all about the questions.

Where did you get those?

Who brought them to you?

Why did you let them get cold?

Who are those from?

What's that yellow one about?

Who is Valentime?

WHATEVER, KID - just eat your pizza and get your paws off the petals.

Some photographic evidence...

My 2 year old wanted to take a picture of me. Here's his attempt:

Yep. That's my neck. Hey - he tried.

Ok - so here's these fancy roses all opened up:

I reallllllly am glad the Mr. didn't go for red. Seriously. The colors are WAY more "me" than just red. He done good.

But apparently my son thinks there's a red one in the bunch.  Right...There....

And? He wouldn't smell it. Apparently there was some crazy episode of Mickey Mouse Club House where this cow had a garden and Minnie Mouse smelled a red rose and slept for 100 years.

Seriously?

Seriously.

He was smellin all the other flowers. And touching all the other flowers. And he about busted out tears when I went to smell that "red" one. He yelled at me to throw it away! Really. He's all  "Maybe you should put those 2 in the trash, momma! Now!"

But - not once did he say why.

I know why, and he knows why, but we shall never speak of it again.

Damn Minnie Mouse...