planting our summer garden.

This weekend was full of indicators that spring is officially here:
I sweated for the duration of our morning walk.
The daffodils are in full bloom.
The fan stayed on in the front room and I was still hot.
I have already forgotten what it was like to be cold during the wintertime.
Liza's winter clothes are neatly packed away with her summer clothes organized in her wardrobe with Henry's closet reorganization coming soon.
My ridiculous number of winter jackets were jammed into a garbage bag and thrown into the workshop.

And, last but not least, Taylor and Henry planted our summer garden:

Henry eagerly anticipated the planting of these seeds for several weeks as Taylor tilled and prepared our little garden plot.  But, it was obvious he was clueless about the purpose of the garden when I told him these seeds were going to grow into vegetables we would eat.  The look on his face was pricelesss as he rubbed his tummy and said "mmmm!"  We certainly love our veggies in this house and I am so excited that Henry is big enough to appreciate and understand our little vegetable garden.

How to plant seeds with a two-year-old as your helper:

1. Discuss the "high and low" parts of the garden and repeat again and again "only walk on the low parts".

2. Demonstrate how to lay the seeds on the rows.

3. "Punch" the seeds down with your fingers.

4. Mound the rows back after the seeds are planted.

5. Attempt to ban the two-year-old from the garden after he stomps on the carefully planted rows.

6. Pull the two-year-old out of the garden a few more times.

7. Sit down and explain why you can't stomp on the carefully planted rows.

8. Give the two-year-old the responsibility of tightly holding onto a baggie of seeds.  Can you tell he is saying "seeds"?

9. Continue planting the seeds with a million reminders not walk on top of the planted rows.

This is my view of our backyard from the kitchen door.  Frankly, all this planting wore me out and I needed a glass of wine to wind down from the hard work of documenting the event and mentally planning out this blog post.  It's hard work being mama!