Every morning the first thing Derrick does upon entering the kitchen is inspect our little indoor garden. And by little I mean only-taking-up-a-quarter-of-my-kitchen-table-sized. He'll wiggle his fingers over the rows of starter pots and command, "grow, grow, GROW!" In between downloading scores of papers, he contemplates how many seeds he'd have to plant to ensure he'll have a seedling in ever pot, and wonders if our apartment is warm enough to signal the seeds to sprout.
It's kind of cute.
So, this afternoon I noticed a couple of seedlings popping their little green heads up through the dirt. Seems appropriate for St. Pattie's day.
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