A few days ago I announced that I wanted to mow down some weeds that were growing near the house. Kaia quickly clarified, "Not the flowers?!"
"Well," I answered, "Some of the weeds have flowers."
Her lip began to quiver. Her eyes turned red faster than I knew possible. "Not the beautiful, little yellow flowers?"
"They will grow back quickly." Me and my big mouth. I couldn't just mow the lawn without announcing the weeds!
Kaia was fighting the tears as she began pleading for the life of the "beautiful, little yellow flowers." What's a Mom to do?
I spared the flowers.
I learned some things too.
I'm starting to appreciate weeds:
While I was appreciating the weeds, this cute little not-weed popped into my viewfinder:
I thought this was another cool looking "weed:"
I never thought I'd call this one a weed, but we can't eat it because it is growing too close to the door frame--where we spray for bugs and spiders. Sweet of it to volunteer, but...yeah. As I write this I wonder if it's ironic that I usually buy non-organic lettuce.