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I had it all planned out. I would plant flowers from seed inside with the girls and watch the miracle of life unfold before our eyes. We would move the baby flowers outside and water them daily. They would feel a sense of ownership of a beautiful, living thing. We would talk about how plants need water and sunlight to grow which would lead into talking about how they need to eat healthy foods to grow. We even painted egg cartons to transplant the flowers.
It was a lovely plan.
Unfortunately, my seeds now look like this:
The egg cartons were also a mistake. We only use washable paint around here which ran right off the egg carton when we watered the doomed flowers.
I am having much better luck outside where I weed and mulch and let nature do her thing.
