She made little rows. So proud of herself.
Left: she yanked off a branch and planted it.
Right: She fertilized a pole....I'm not quite sure what her hopes are for this....
She also made a sign that said 'KEAP OUT!'
Getting water out of the pool and dragging the heavy watering can back to the garden. This process just cracks me up. Using the hose is just dumb, so don't suggest it.
This is her purple frog house. She said, "I found a broken pot, so I flipped it over for the frog to go in and then the broken pieces are a pathway so he knows where to go." That has to be one small frog, the pot is smaller than her hand. I love how she used the broken pieces and then labeled the pot with our last name, you know...just in case the frog decides to take it.
Her pathway of broken rocks. It is really quite useful...seeing that the pieces are smaller than her feet and she chooses to go barefoot anyway. She asked me, "Madeleine, why don't you just step in the dirt?"
I replied, "I just don't want to right now."
To which she retorted, "Well, I AM NOT a girly girl for your information!"
...Um...ok?
She waters the rocks and mud....because, "I don't like the dirt on the rocks, so I am trying to clean them."
I love how she "cleans" them periodically...and it does nothing but make more mud.
Digging around...and she finds a special something. THAT ladies and gentlemen is a grubworm. Not a grub, not a worm. A grubworm. Get it right.
Then, she comes to me later and tells me she just 'found a seed pod of who-knows-what! It will be a surprise plant! ?I got to plant it!'
She makes me shake my head, but for her...everything she does is for a reason. So, I just laugh to myself...she isn't harming anyone. Yet.
Madeleine
**She told me earlier to 'stop taking pictures of her doing normal stuff.'
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