Gardening





 I've decided to give gardening another go. I tried last year (or maybe the year before that) and harvested nothing. Everything dried up in this ungodly Florida heat. But here I am, trying again. It's in my blood.

My grandfather was a farmer. He always had a small vegetable patch on his land. No raised beds. No fancy hoses. No miracle grow. But they grew and we ate them. And so I am determined to make my Bapi proud and produce something, anything, from my garden.

I've planted corn, peppers, peas and zucchini as well as sun and other various types of flowers. I. Am. Determined. Squirrels be warned: mama ain't playing.

Walking


Rosie's walking has changed this week. Before she was just a baby stumbling around, grasping for something to steady herself on. But the over the past few days the aimless stumbling has turned into a clear path and semi agility. She can change direction and speed. She can stop and squat then stand back up and keep going. It's happened really fast. 

She is turning one next month. It's different with the second kid because you know what's coming. I remember how quick Lilly went from stumbling around to walking, talking toddler. I remember feeling like the baby phase lasted forever the first time around but now,this time, it's almost over. 

It seems like just yesterday I was writing about being pregnant. Now I'm writing about her first birthday. Next week I'll be writing about her college graduation. Lord have mercy, Jesus take the wheel, etc. Momma needs all the help she can get.