This past weekend was great... my parents and my grandmother, Zoe, came down for a visit. I hadn't seen Zoe since our wedding 2 and a half years ago, so that was wonderful in and of itself. To top it off, both my mom and grandma like to work... on little projects I mean. I kid you not, the last two times my mom has visited me, we painted the inside of my house, then we made the garage into a small workout studio. My dad jokes that next time she'll be re-roofing the house.
Anyway, back to the weekend... shortly after they arrived, we went to Home Depot and picked out a bunch of flowers to plant in our front yard. By myself, I would have been there for hours, but I let my grandma make most of the decisions and we were out of there pretty quick.
It truely brought me so much joy working side by side with my family on such a beautiful, warm day. The best part was that Zoe had taken her shoes off and was walking around in the dirt in her socks with soil caked to the seat of her pants. As she placed each plant where it should go, she gave me all kinds of instructions (in her southern accent) for taking care of my new garden. I will admit, I am a little overwhelmed by this responsibility... I really hope that I can keep these things alive! All I can seem to remember her saying is, "Talk to them, Lindsay... tell them to look pretty and to grow." So if nothing else, I will be talking to my little flowers... and watering them, of course... and hopefully, I will do my grandmother proud.
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