When We Picked this Cabbage,

Logan cried. These basketball sized vegetables have become his favorite plants in the garden. He begged me not to kill it. I had to explain that we grew the cabbages so we could eat them. I told him I would take his picture, and he could help me make a salad that we could share with our neighbors.

He felt better.

This Weekend I Was Out With These Hot Ladies

...at the Shakespearean Festival. Please go see Secret Garden if you get the chance. We also loved Comedy of Errors and As You Like It. Some weekends you need to go out with the girls and laugh until you pee your pants.

Lessons From the Garden

It is a tough time to raise kids.  I worry about Logan falling into the traps of entitlement and laziness.  I worry that he will be disrespectful.  I am working hard to combat these vices that have unfortunately become the socially acceptable norm.  Even though he is little, I believe that now is the time to really begin teaching him to be respectful, hard-working, and grateful.  

This summer he and I have worked hard growing a beautiful garden.  It has taken us out of stores, away from the screen, and away from the battles being inside brings.  After months of tilling, weeding, watering, mulching, thinning, and transplanting, we are finally picking.  If anyone comes to visit, Logan wants to take them out to see our garden to show them the vegetables he has grown.  Even though I could have completed the necessary tasks much more quickly if I had done them alone while he played, I'm glad I let him help.  He pushed most of the seeds in the ground himself.  He spread the mulch.  He even knows how to tell the difference between the weeds and the plants.  I hope that learning the Law of the Harvest while he is young helps him do more than just plant gardens one day.