When we moved from London to Stafford it was like a weight lifted from my shoulders. I just wanted to be home. Back to the green, the freshness, and to have a proper garden for my littlies.
We had a small house in London with a dreadful back-garden all decked and lifeless. (we hadn’t decked it, we wanted grass- it was a project we were going to do if we had stayed!)
When we moved into our lovely new house the garden was fresh, green and little buds were shooting everywhere.
Miss B was a small baby, and loved rolling around on the grass outside. I was pregnant with Oscar and I loved the smell of the grass being freshly cut by my husband who had wanted so long to have grass. (12 months on and he’s not so keen on cutting it now!)
Now Miss B is a little toddler, she loves nothing more than messing about in mud and ‘gardening’ like mummy. All my pretty plants have been ruffled and pulled and so I decided something had to be done.
I didn’t want to discourage her ‘gardening’ so I cleared a huge bush away and made her a little garden of her own where she has now planted seeds (and dug them up and re-planted them,and dug them up and…)
She loves her garden and I love mine, and now, together we plant and dig and get messy, each knowing not to break or mess the others pride and joy.
Sometimes I sit and watch her digging and getting very messy while Oscar rolls around on the grass, and I think to myself ‘I’m the luckiest mummy in the world.’
May 25, 2011
HELEN
ah that’s a great idea! Can you please send Miss B over this way to come & tend to my garden as it’s very much needed.
x