Planting with Children
June 2, 2006
This is when you get to practice that deep Lamaze breathing that was completely worthless during labor.
And anyone with the slightest bit of perfectionism, will need some drugs. Or at the very least to put the camera down and help. By help I mean take over and
yell, mumble expletives about how expensive the plants were, gently guide the small angels. Gosh, that is hard to type with a straight face.
And just to prove how over protective I am, here is a picture of my daughter playing t-ball.
It’s a dangerous sport. You never know when you might hit yourself in the head with your bat, or drop the ball on your toes. Better to be vigilant and prepared.
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