Anyway, I had a whole different plans for the flowers than my mom had. She placed them on the kitchen table and asked the kids to keep an eye on me that I wouldn't knock down the vase. Well, let's just say I'm much faster than the kid's eyes, so you can probably guess what happened even without a picture. Yes, water on the floor too.
For the night my mom made some special arrangements. She put the vase in the kitchen sink.
You know the flowers called my name and asked me to remove them from the vase. So I did.
One of them ended up all the way to the floor. After seeing this in the morning, my mom didn't even try to put he vase on the table. End of the story of these flowers.