Weeds

I don't know what these are, but Hannah picks them for me all. the. time. I put them in a tiny little bottle and leave them on the counter till I think I have bugs. Then I realize it's just dead flowers shriveled up on the counter.  I throw them away and she picks me more.  I like my weeds.  I like how happy it makes my daughter to see them in a jar.  Love. Her.