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The girls really love going out gardening with us – which is good, because it’s like their father and I’s favourite summer hobby.

For example, I took a nap this afternoon and told them not to interupt me unless they were hurt. When I woke up an hour later, I found them outside – happy as clams making mud pies and watering each lavender bush in the yard by hand .

Tonight I was planting a bunch of squash, cucs, eggplant and tomatoes, and the girls expresssed that they really wanted to plant one “just myself.” Well, ok. 

I gave them each a tomato plant called “early girl,” and gave them the hottest location in the backyard for their plants. The herb bed. Usually that’s where my basil grows, but oh well. I’ll put it somewhere else. Ithought it best that they get a headstart over the other plants. In the meanwhile, I told them they have to water their plants every day, just like they feed Maggie and Laughlin every day. So they’re stoked. After showing them how to till the soil, dig the hole, cover the plants shoulders and give it a little hug with their hands, I told them I wouldn’t interfere anymore… they could take care of their tomatoes “by myself.”