I do not have a green thumb, but I do love flowers. Fortunately, my mother is very knowledgeable in that area. Thanks to her, I am able to enjoy some lovely flowers outside my house once winter goes away. She told me last week that a trip to the greenhouse was definitely in order. When I got home from work yesterday, we hopped in my car with Matthew and went to get some flowers.
This was Matthew's first time visiting a greenhouse. I wasn't sure if he'd enjoy himself or not, but it was quickly clear that he was mesmerized by all of the beautiful flowers.
Matthew and I happily wandered all of the aisles while my mom made the important decisions. She kept asking me what I'd like, and I did help to narrow down some choices, but I truly consider her the expert and wanted her to just buy whatever she felt was best. I knew that we couldn't go wrong with whatever she decided.
Next to the checkout, there was a bin with free watering cans for "junior gardeners." Matthew proudly grabbed a watering can before we left. The owner said that he would hire Matthew in a few years, once he got a little taller and a few more muscles. My mom said, "He should probably stop wetting his pants too." Ha ha! Poor Matthew. It's hard being 18 months! The owner said that wasn't a big deal though and that "it happens." I think you're in, Matthew!