Cemetery Flowers

About a month ago some new neighbors moved in the apartment below us. The family consists of a single mother and two cute little girls. The older daughter is in 4th grade and goes to an elementary school nearby so she rides the Aggie Shuttle home from school at the same time I do!

It has soon become a highlight of my day to ride the bus home with Catherine because she always has the most hilarious things to say. I don't know if you are familiar with the Junie B. Jones books but if I could tell you a person that was a real life form of Junie B...it would be Catherine. Sparing the details, from what she has told me, and what Marshall and I hear through the thin floor boards...Catharine's home life is far from peachy.

One day one of my friends and I made some mini-cheesecakes in little cupcake tins and I thought maybe my new neighbors downstairs would want some. On the bus ride home I told Catherine I would be stopping by that evening with a treat. She was pretty excited when I showed up. She started rambling about how her sister and mom don't like cheesecake so she would eat them all...I told her she better at least offer to them first :)

A few days later my husband came in from school with a bundle of fake flowers that were a little muddy-ish and said "these were on the porch...know where they came from?" I said I thought I had a pretty good idea. The next time I saw Catherine on the bus she asked me how I liked the flowers. I told her I loved them and that they were beautiful!

She seemed pleased with my response and said back to me, "well, it was like totally a coincidence because I was walking home from swimming lessons through the cemetery and I just saw those yellow flowers by a grave and thought, Caitlyn would LOVE those! They were a little muddy from being splashed by they bikes driving by so I just swished them in the gutter and actually they looked great!"

I hope whoever those flowers belonged to won't mind...I'm not in the mood to get haunted!! But I can proudly say the second time flowers have ever been given to me in my life were stolen from a dead person.