Mother's day flowers

On Sunday it was Mother's day in Singapore, so after church Jacob and I went to a florist in Holland Village (the same florist Dad frequents every time it's Mum's birthday or their anniversary) to pick up some flowers. 

The bouquet was large, with bright red ginger flowers, lilies in bud and purple chrysanthemums nestled among green leaves. I held them on the bus that took us to Mum's home, and as we went along suddenly heard a small voice from the back of the bus:

"Dad, why - why - why - why does that girl have so many flowers?"

It was a boy of probably about 5 or 6 years old, feet dangling above the floor and looking at me with great curiousity. His Dad must have given some sort of explanation, because he then said:

"Yes, but why so many flowers??" 

And he continued to ask that question for the roughly 7 minute bus ride, to my great amusement.

Mum loved the flowers, and the little boy turned out to be a neighbour. He came over later in the afternoon and delivered one orange flower to her, to add to her bouquet of so many flowers.