When I saw all of the “Earth Day” themed items at Target (yeah, I’m having an affair with my ex-store), I couldn’t resist spending a few dollars.
As I held the little clay pots in my hands, visions of a cute, Mommy/Daughter project flashed before my eyes.
We would plant flowers, herbs, and grass.
We would wear matching gardening gloves and smile at each other over seed packets.
I would teach my daughter about the plant cycle — about caring for living things.
It would be one fine, educational, mommy moment.
But, I forgot one crucial bit of information:
toddlers have a mind of their own.
When she saw the gardening tools, the Little Lady grabbed them — squealing — and ran to “her” dirt path.
Determinedly, she began pounding the dirt with the rake and trying to push the shiny yellow shovel into the bone-dry clay.
It didn’t matter how long it took.
My daughter was not going to play with Mommy —
She was going to be like Daddy . . . and dig.
I guess Mommy will have to plant zinnias, marigolds, basil, and oregano all by herself.
Sniff.
