I mean it.
There is something so exciting and miraculous about planting a seed in the ground and watching it turn into.....
Well.... this particular plant started out as a teeny tiny plant, but it has quadrupled in size sixteen times and LOOK AT ALL THOSE TOMATOES!! GAH!
My kids eat cherry tomatoes like grapes, and they are flabbergasted by how much better these taste than the ones from the grocery store.
I think, personally, that's the natural side effect of eating something you've had a hand in bringing to the table.
Every morning we check our 'crop' before work...
And then again after work.
And again at bedtime... and the kids are just as excited as we are.
We've had to lay down the rules about harvesting the vegetables without permission, because Annie was hauling jalapenos into the house by the bushel-basket full...
Well, ok. Maybe she just picked four or five, but still.
It's become an obsession... for all of us.
It makes our hearts so happy to see THIS ^^^ popping out where only dirt had been just a few short hours ago.
You should hear the squeals of delight coming from the backyard!
And not just from Michael!
Because we're gonna have CORN! In our own back yard! It came outta nowhere!
But these tomatoes? YES. Those are something to squeal about.
And so is my cilantro. And squash.... okra... garlic... *sigh.
I'm the happiest farmer's wife in the world.