~Bluebells~
~Birdnests, Books~
The little guy is not very big, but he wanted his own garden. Everyone else was planting in their own little spot. He knew he mustn't dig in Mama's. He wanted to know where his garden spot was.
"A one? Darden? A mine?"
I told him that Mama would make him one and he could play with it after nap.
After nap he came straight outside.
"Do you know what that is?" I asked him.
He slowly nodded and smiled a big smile.
"Whose garden is that?"
"Mine!"
Big sister walked by. He looked up and poked his dirt with a big smile: "A darden--mine!"
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