Ok...so what if he is 4 years old (if that). And yeah, maybe he did pick them off of the neighbor's tree. Who cares if he can't say his R's resulting in a pronunciation of my name that is almost not recognizable: kewwi wogoes? What's it to ya? I'm not going to let a couple years...a couple feet....a couple dollars...OR a couple of silly letters in the alphabet steal my thunder. A boy brought me flowers and that's all that really matters. :)P.S. Men: (I highly doubt anyone of that gender even read this, but just in case), I'd recommend getting tips from this cute boy James :) He knows how it's done.