One of my little parenting strategies is to try to find at least one common interest that I share with each of my children, and most importantly my older children. It isn’t always easy. I think it’s important to pay attention though, to find that one thing, and if I’m lucky, maybe there will be more than one. My thought is that during difficult times we can return to that common ground, and move forward from there.
Over the past year or so I’ve realized that Larkspur shares a serious interest with me in growing things. We are a dangerous pair at a nursery, or anywhere plants are sold. A few weeks ago we came across a couple selling lots of great herbs and perennials at a farmer’s market. Yesterday, I finally got all we bought put in the ground.
Larkspur collects seed packets like other kids collect…I don’t know…baseball cards? She likes to pull her packets out and arrange them on the table, naming each color of zinnia (she has lots of zinnias because they were giving packets away at the farmer’s market) as she goes.
I’m not sure how it happened, but she has a potted garden on one side of our front porch now. Mostly zinnias, some marigolds, sunflowers, and herbs. I need to clear a bed in the garden so she can transplant some of them there.
I think the most fun that Larkspur has had in a long time was when she recently had a friend over for the day, a friend who shares her love of growing things. They spent most of their time together filling pots with soil, planting seeds, and labeling the pots. Little garden girls, those two.
That must be the best part of all, having someone with whom to share the things that you love.