B has been on a bit of a gardening kick. It all began when Oswald the Octopus started a small garden that included a lovely tomato plant. Then, Curious George grew some carrots in the country, and also helped Chef Piscetti with his rooftop garden.
Because he is a highly suggestible five-year-old, B proclaimed his desire to plant something, particularly a tomato plant, and perhaps grow some carrots from seeds. (Or maybe an apple tree. You know, nothing major.)
I initially resisted, parroting the PBS disclaimer:
Curious George is a monkey, so he does things that we can’t do!
George may be a monkey, but my son is apparently a professional lobbyist. After some research about indoor gardening, I
caved agreed to his demands request, and this weekend we bought plants, soil, and pots to start our garden.