I noticed that there was one squash that was ready to be picked today, and N helped me pick it. The squash plants have taken over the garden, so I had to go in and pick the squash for her. She still got a little squash prickle in her finger, but she wore a bandaid for 10 minutes later in the evening and it was all good.
So proud of her squash!
Before she went to bed, she had to tuck her squash (complete with its own bandaid) into a makeshift bed.
I told her that she could take her squash over to Giga's (my mother in law's) house tomorrow since she and D are spending the night and that Giga would make it for dinner. Now I'm not so sure that will be cool with N. I hope that all these vegetables don't become her personal entourage.
Also, I still haven't figured out the commenting problems on blogger. I can't even comment as anonymous now. Grrr!
1 comment:
i had a pet eggplant once. true story. the day it sprouted mold and got too squishy was a SAD day.
hooray for garden veggies! they always taste so good...grill 'em up with olive oil and some spices...yum.
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