When I was out for a walk yesterday I saw a cute little boy, he couldn't have been more than 4, riding a downscaled Big Wheel on the sidewalk. Just as I passed, his adult caretaker, who for some reason struck me as probably an aunt rather than his mother, was holding up a purple flower she'd just picked and was saying to the kid, "And what's this? Remember I showed you this the other day?"

Boy: "Umm, lavender?"

Woman: "Yes, it's lavender. Here, smell it. Isn't that nice? Let's take some home, I'm going to show you how to make potpourri."

Meet me in twenty years, kid, I'll buy you a drink.