When my son was little, he would sneak up to my neighbors house who had always known my family, but still always spoke her mind. Her yard was connected right next to ours. Well, she always had the prettiest flowering bushes, and my little son would pic off the flowers, and come in the house, and say here mommy look what I picked for you. lol...
After questioning him where he found those pretty flowers, a knock on my door, and guess who was there to tell me where they came from.