When Charley was a week old, we planted our garden. Or rather, the guys planted. Charley and I watched. We really enjoy the fruits of our garden (ok, they're all vegetables). It's not a huge garden, but it is delicious. I can remember helping plant our garden growing up, and always thinking it was so fun. At least until I was in high school, at which point I was annoyed that my Dad thought I should weed instead of hang out with friends. Oh, the drama. These three really enjoyed it, and I love to see the joy on Abe's face as he sees more growth all the time.
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