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How to produce perfect roses and perfect children

Updated on June 4, 2013

I am sure many of you laugh at my title. Good, laughter is the first ingredient to grow perfect creatures.

Laughter is not the most important ingredient it is just the first. When a parent laughs with their children or when a grower is as happy as can be in the garden. Well there is just no substitute.

In a very fancy rose garden in the Epic Balboa Park. I was interrupted twice. First a lady was all mad because her favorite roses did not have a prime location. Then a man came along and was screaming at his children to behave.I would declare that the roses did not change but I did.

Perfection is in the eye of the beholder --- yes they were still roses, but I suppose I became thistle.

Laughter takes away the anger of the world. Laughter puts rose colored glasses on our noses so we can really smell the roses.

Someone asked why I am an expert on children and roses. The answer was easy. Because I produce both.

Cross pollination is a good thing, this flower came from a dark Mexican Red bush. I did catch it flirting with a Carnation colored bush. hmmph
Cross pollination is a good thing, this flower came from a dark Mexican Red bush. I did catch it flirting with a Carnation colored bush. hmmph | Source

TOTALLY OFF SUBJECT

My youngest and I had to go see the pediatrician cuz he* got some kind a weird pink eye. We hung out waiting and got in trouble for jumping on the chairs, tables and games in the child waiting room. Excuse Me!!! I can walk on chairs if I want to, maybe my boy jumping caused the problem when he nearly touched the ceiling giggling. Party poopers. But my point is that a young Military couple came out: And all we heard was cooing so we investigated. The baby was missing extremities on a full side of it's body. And as my son peered over the stroller she reached up and pinched his nose sending all of us into a belly laugh to beat all things in life.

That baby was perfect.

We do not really make perfect roses and children we just nurture and prevent obstacles.


*my son not the doc.

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About love. My 3 year old already knows the tune; Love, Love the magical treat the more you give the more you meet.

(sorry had to break to try to get my wife out of her pajamas while walking my son -- trike riding very fast around the block) What can I do, she is Vietnamese and my folks just do that. Ooops I did not mean to suggest getting "out of" as in naked. Oh my!! That would never do for my blue haired Navy widow neighbors.

So then my turn after they came back because they can only go about five houses without being asked in to share the lovely cherry or berry pie. But me: I am rough and tumble and make folks humble. I am so mean and nasty looking that folks close both doors and dial 911. They marvel that a boy is giggling and riding next to me.

So that is the next one --- Love. How fun to think of love as all lovey dovey whooopiy pooply. It ain't. Get over it. Love is protection, love is laying your life down for another. For a papa it is walking the neighborhood acting tough so that all know to leave your babes alone, and they do get it. They also get that that love extends to others who rock on our block. Let it be a neighborhood of love.

Are we perfect love? No Chance. But we believe trying makes us perfect humans. If I try to put you in front of me and make you all a part of me, this is love.

I hope what you see here is the idea that mom's and dad's are different, they provide something different. So if you want a child to thrive do not tell each other how to treat the child. That just screws up the nature of the beast.

As far as neighbors go. Children need them. They need to know that next door is safe too. I pity the fool that cannot get the straight and make it happen.


I do not like rap. I do not like new age. But I love love.

They do not come out with halos ----- unless you look for it.

What is perfect, love is perfect.
What is perfect, love is perfect. | Source

This story ends rather abruptly.

I do imagine there are how to books and shrinks and professors that can guide a parent/gardener to produce perfection. That is almost kind of funny though. It is not the rose that sees itself as perfect. It is not the child that acts perfect.

It is the gardener of life that perceives the perfection. We try so hard to fit into molds and mores and looks and tooks, that we forget. Perfection and beauty are in the eye of the beholder. It rests in the heart of the lover.

I have a have baked pottery mug from my youngest daughter, it reads "I LOVE YOU -- with all your imperfeck shuns". Some times the best is imperfect and yet that makes it so.


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      Bill Holland 3 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Well I suck at growing roses and my kid is imperfect. Where does that leave me? LOL

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      It leaves you with what it takes to see the perfection. I find that I share a humility with you. That is a blessing. thank you for joining me and being my biggest fan, it makes my insecurity less of a problem.

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      CrisSp 3 years ago from Sky Is The Limit Adventure

      Well, here's to embracing imperfection (as a mother specially) and to running barefoot all for the love of our children. So what if the neighbor is watching and laughing at me?

      And, thank you for clarifying that it is your son (not the doctor) who's got weird pink eye. Lol, Erik! You are so funny. Good read.

      Thanks.

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Thank you for reading and giving such nice feed back. I was laughing at myself as I wrote.

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      SparrowMinistries 3 years ago

      um, um, um, bad grammar, um, sentence fragments, yeah, um, wow! A blessing to read! Truly uplifting. Up and awesome!

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      Lurana Brown 3 years ago from Chicagoland, Illinois

      "Perfection is in the eye of the beholder." Lovely message!

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      I view your fine writing first, because I like you, and it all seems perfect to me. So I leave it at that. MrsBrownParlour thank you for coming by for a visit.

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      SparrowMinistries, a pleasure to have had you read it if it brought any joy. Yes I have come to believe we kind of feel free when we break rules. Just as when we define perfection.

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      Shannon 3 years ago from Texas

      Yes, the title did grab my attention, but I like your message. There's a sort of perfection in realizing nothing is perfect.

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      When love fails we start to see fault in imperfections, when it is strong we see the beauty therein. Thank you Shanmarie for reading and commenting.

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      Justsilvie 3 years ago

      Reading this Hub and some of your others may have helped lower my blood pressure today. Think I need to do more of this. It was a pleasure. Keep on writing, please.

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      Eric Dierker 3 years ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Thanks much Justsilvie, I wish you long and healthy blood pressure ;-)

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