Gardening follies

More horror stories from Sticks. I figure if I post the worst stories about my boys they will make VW's boys look like the angels they are.

I know that VW does a lot of "gardening" with her boys. I have seen pictures of the things she has grown. The pineapples looked great and something obviously enjoyed them. But, I do not have a green thumb. I am a plant assasian. Which is why I am wondering why I was even attempting to plant flowers. I don't remember what possessed me. But, nonetheless, I had taken three small children to home depot, purchased flowers and brought them home. This in and of its self is an adventure, but I will save that for another post. But, by the time we got home, it was way beyond nap time. The boys were cranky (so was mom, but who cares, right). I insisted that they take naps. Daredevil, who was about 3, was insisting on planting the flowers. I over ruled and put them to bed. I went out and quickly buried the cute little pansies. I then got busy with something else trying to take advantage of nap time. A short time later, I walked outside to find the poor little pansies ripped out of the ground and strown all over the yard. Apparently, daredevil had been waiting for an opportunity to strike. We replanted them together after naptime and the urge to choke him passed. But, unfortunately they didn't make it. I stick to plastic flowers now.