This morning, Dory, her arms wrapped around my neck, whispered in my ear, "Let's go see my seeds growing."
One of Matthew's dear, thoughtful co-workers picked up a set of these herb plants for her son and a set for Dory too. This is one of the sweetest gifts I think Dory's ever received. She even labeled each little plant and the garden itself.
Dory and Matthew planted them last night. We checked their progress this morning and, well, not much yet. She was not discouraged. And standing in our kitchen, on a rainy Tuesday morning, with her little monkey arms and legs around me, I wasn't either.
After that, we had tea. Dory served.
If a day can start off this well with no visible seed growth, what will a day with a little visible green be like? I cannot wait to find out.