Ah, kids. I love em. They bring me more joy then anything else.
But sometimes, they make me go :rant :hide :help :cry :shake :eyeroll :censored
The younger boys (almost 5 and almost 3) were doing more then playing out back the other day, they managed to get the garden gate open and wreak total havok. Most of the plants stomped on, pulled up or otherwise mutilated. It wasn’t malicious, they didn’t have it out for me or my garden, they wanted to help.
So while I can’t be really mad at them, I’m very down and frustrated because I don’t have the time to go fix the destruction, let alone get out there and plant all the other stuff I should have had done 3 weeks ago.
So, I’m kind of giving up on the garden. This isn’t my year for being a good gardener. I’ll try to keep alive what’s left, but the semi-grand-plans I had? Not gonna happen.