I walked in the front door one evening last week and was promptly halted by David and instructed to "Wait here."
He ducked into the kitchen and was back in a flash carrying a single red rose with a 4 inch stem.
Not wanting to crush his feeble romantic gesture, I took it and politely said, "Thank you".
He let my by him at this point and when I walked into the kitchen I discovered a vase full of long stem red roses!
The kids love to be in on surprises like this so they were all smiles and started talking all at once.
Reese, not understanding the term "dozen", picked the next closest word that means "a lot" and said excitedly, "Look Mommy! Daddy got you two thousand roses!".