Rosey and I went to the farm market yesterday.
Now granted, it's getting late to plant. But the ten packets of wildflower seeds that the kids helped me plant haven't shown a green bit yet, and interest is fading fast.
So we went to re-stock.
I went looking for sunflowers. Bright, blowy flowers that grow quickly. (and look interesting while doing so) I also wanted pansies and johnny-jump-ups, and couldn't find any.*
R circled the tables, pointing out different colours.
Then I got a brainstorm. If I wanted her to be interested, shouldn't she pick what was going in there?
Patting myself on the back**, I squatted and told R she could pick a flower to put in the yard. Without hesitation, she pointed - picking a leafy one with a gorgeous orange-yellow flower. She was certain that was what she wanted, too.
Which is why if you drive by my yard this summer? We live in the house with the pumpkin vines curling among the flower bed.
It's going to be gorgeous.
*The staff informed me that those are all gone now.
**O whut a gud parent am I!