Love Can Grow a Garden

OK- Are you ready for a super sappy post about believing in yourself, overcoming obstacles, and doing anything you set your mind to? Ready to be completely inspired? Maybe even motivated to run right out, face your fears head on, and conquer them triumphantly? Well, if you are looking for that, you best move on, because you will not find that here. Instead, this is a sarcastic story about young whippersnappers gettin' the better of their parents.

A few weeks ago, we had the pleasure of having our good friends visit for the afternoon, as they were passing through from North Carolina on their way back to Florida. We boke our own rule of: "No one shall ever come to see us at this cheesey apartment." but for the sake of adult conversation with good friends, and a chance for the kids to play, we broke down and gave them directions to the ghetto.

They have two darling children, who the boys love. Mitch, especially, loves Lauren. Loves her loves her loves her (and Claire, too! ). Well, those two got to playin' and imaginin' outside, and before we knew it, they had shovels, buckets, and a wheelbarrow. "We're making a garden" they exclaimed, full of idealistic four-year-old glee. "Great," said all of the adults. Good luck with that! I'm sure you'll have a bumper crop of imaginary green beans and made-up peas. Yum! I can just see the giant invisible salad that you will make with all of your yield! Ha!

They even got water, packed the "seeds" down, put it in the sun...the whole nine yards. Oh, isn't that cute, we all snickered. Making a garden, la la la.

Well, joke is on us. When we went into the garage a few days later, THIS is what we found.

We have no idea where this could have come from, but our guess is birdseed. OK, you two rascals, I take back my sarcasm. You did it. You grew a garden. Now, can you grow me some imaginary crow, so that I can eat it?