Witness Sam in his opapus (octopus) tshirt from school as he samples the first radish from our garden.
“I feel like a bad parent.” –Dave
Sam loves gardening. Some quotes from the week:
Yesterday close to bedtime:
Sam: “I want to go garden”
Dave: “No, it’s time to take a bath”
Sam: “I want to ride my cycle go garden”
Dave: “No, we’re going home so you can take a bath.”
Sam: “Maybe go daddy’s car? I want daddy’s car go garden.”
Today, while inspecting a neighbor’s plot at the community garden:
“Look at that! That’s broccoli rabe!” (it was just plain broccoli)
In my defense, it was Emily’s idea to take pictures of him while we gave him radishes.
Now, I never did that to you. At least I had the sense to not provide proof of the deed.
I figure we should give him SOMETHING to be angry about when he’s a teenager. Otherwise he might go making up stuff.
It must be a “parent thing”. Jenny still denies putting a glass of ice tea against Caitlin’s foot to see if she’d jump too. Lol. I love you, Sam … and I would never do anything like that to you (wink).
In my defense, it was Emily’s idea to take pictures of him while we gave him radishes.
Mommy to Sam: “Sucker! Sucker!”