The little engineer loves to garden. At the moment I have a bucket mushrooms growing in the bottom of the hot water cupboard...an avocado seed and pumpkin seeds drying in anticipation of a bumper crop, and he is currently outside with the dancing queen putting in giant sunflower seeds in random places around the garden.
When the dancing queen brought me in a beautiful daffodil from the garden he did not marvel - but growled her vociferously for picking ''his'flowers that HE planted!
I am not a great gardener, choosing to have an adequate vegetable garden and little more - plenty of fruit trees to be sure but not a whole lot else. I like the idea of gardening far more than the reality of weeding, mulching and digging. The dancing queen is one for instant results and tends to choose fast growing lettuce and herbs.
But at only 5, the engineer seems to have found a passion. And he gets us much pleasure from picking as from growing - happily spending hours shelling peas and beans or pulling weeds. I love that he chooses interesting plants - this week heritage tomatoes from the farmers market, and a snow pea. And he loves to eat the fruits (or is that vegetables...) of his labours. I can only hope that this will become a lifelong pleasure.