Again, this is another cute idea I don't remember the origin of.

Photo #36: Mommy's Boys

The next picture shows the boys at a very young age. They were small and immature, but still being forced into manners and etiquette (especially her brothers. Kile got to be more lax about that). One of the most important lessons they were taught was how to behave around women. They must treat women with respect, that was the golden rule.

Eadlyn doesn't think that fact has anything to do with the photo on the wall before her eyes. It shows her brothers and Kile wearing their best clothes and playing the garden, covered in dirt and mud. Eadlyn rolls her eyes out of a sheer happiness and playful attitude, not from disgust.

Little does she remember the full story behind his photo...

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"Boys!" Maxon exclaims from across the courtyard.

He heads over and sees his three sons and Kile sitting knee-deep in the beautiful garden along the castle walls. The boys all look over at him with little fear on their faces from the idea of being scolded. Baby Osten looks up with a smile and leaves from the stems in his mouth.

"What are you doing?" Maxon asks them with crossed arms.

All the boys look at each other, hoping one of them will come up with an answer, but Osten just spits out the leaves he had in his mouth.

"Better get out of there before your mothers find you," Maxon says, picking up his dirty baby. "Or worse, the gardener."

Maxon walks away, holding Osten away from him to prevent getting his own clothes stained. He didn't tell the boys but he snapped a photo of them playing in the mud, wanting to cherish the childish habits of playing outdoors. His father would've never let him play outside like this so that's why Maxon was more gentle on the boys.

Sometime later, the three muddy boys walk into the palace when they're finished in the gardens. It was easy to follow their path since they left a series of footprints all along the castle floors and hallways. When they approach the Women's Room, they immediately get stopped at the doorway.

"Don't you dare enter this room," America orders them.

Joined by Marlee and Lucy, America walks up to them and eyes them all from head to toe.

"What have we told you about playing around in your slacks?" Marlee questions in a scolding tone.

"We brought you flowers," Kile says to them.

Kile, Kaden, and Ahren all hold up their own bouquet of flowers. The flowers were an assortment freshly picked from the palace gardens (emphasis on fresh since the ends of the flowers were still attached to their roots and dirt). The ladies get hit with little specks of soil and they simply brush it off their clothes. They're skeptical to take it, but Marlee and America take a bouquet by the top of the stem.

"You too, Ms. Lucy," Ahren says, giving her a bouquet as well.

"You shouldn't have," Lucy says, closing her eyes as she sniffs the flowers. The scent is incredibly pleasant. "But here's a tip, boys, next time you do this, be sure to remove the roots first."

"But the roots keep the flowers alive," Kaden explains, "we want these flowers to live forever after we gave them to you."

The three women look at each other and grin to the fullest at the innocence and maturity portrayed before them. Even though they were still small and in the process of learning, they were attempting to be gentlemen in the best and cutest way possible - by giving the women they love something simple yet meaningful.

"Thank you so much, boys," Marlee says to the boys on behalf of America, Lucy, and herself, "this really brightened our days."

"We should put these in water," Lucy says, taking the other two bouquets and heading off to find some vases.

"Now go get changed into some clean clothes," America says, "and take a bath."

The women kiss the tops of the boys' heads (since it was the only part not covered in dirt) before they continue making the muddy footprints to their rooms. America and Marlee sigh out of joy.

"We're raising wonderful boys," America comments.

"They're going to have wonderful wives one day," Marlee adds. "Lucky wives."

"When was the last time our husbands gave us flowers?"

Marlee shrugs. "We now have our sons to make up for that."

I would honestly prefer a bouquet consisting a variety of chocolate, but that's just me.

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