Look what I planted for you.
I looked at that copper haired freckly little boy and my heart absolutely melted. Here he was presenting me with a gift, a gift of grass that he carefully planted and cultivated while I was in New York City and he so wanted me to be happy with it – even when he found out that the very grass was something I didn’t want in my yard.
I love that grass now.
I love it because to my Caleb it was beautiful. It was a gift to me, his mom, his gardening and plant loving mom. To him it was beautiful, and beautiful enough to be shared with his mom.