Yesterday we were over at my parents house getting some water plants. The oldest has an aquarium with some goldfish upstairs. No one cares about the fish but me and I'm kind of sick of dealing with it. My parents used to have a small pond full of koi and water lilies. It's neglected and overgrown at this point but I thought if I got some lilies out of it I could make a nice little container pond on our front porch and stick the fish outside for the summer. While were were outside there I mentioned to the oldest that we'd have to cut some peonies to take home with us in a vase. Which led to this conversation:
Him: "Mom, what are panties?"
Me: "Panties are what you call ladies underwear. Honey why are you asking me that?"
Him: "You said we should take some panties home."
Me: "Peonies. It's a pretty pink flower your grandma liked. Here, I'll show you. PE-O-KNEES"
So now we have a big-ol vase of panties on the table.
The yellow one is some kind of Japanese? tree peony. It's lovely. The orchid came from Aldi last week where I couldn't help myself. There have got to be 30 tiny blossoms on it, it's beautiful. However, it's not as beautiful as the "panties" we picked.