Girl with the Green Thumb

I wish I had a green thumb. I really do. Especially since most of the homeowners on our block have been blessed with the ability to have immaculate lawns and landscaped flower beds. I, however, do not have either of the above. But I also have three children who are pretty time consuming, so that is my excuse for now. Instead of pulling weeds and picking flowers and tending to my yard, I referee children who are pulling ears (seriously, not sure why they do this) and picking on each other. But this weekend, I finally decided that something needed to be done to our front yard to make it a little more appealing. So I purchased about every shade-loving plant I could find and attempted to make some kind of appealing flower planting arrangement. But wouldn't you know, as I was working hard to figure out what to do, I realized that Callie might be my child with the green thumb, as long as it involves wearing planters for hats, relocating dirt to various and sundry places and playing with any worms you might come across in the process.

Trying on the hat.

Hat fits, now we work. Move dirt from one location to another.

Move more dirt.

Find a worm to play with, and life is good!