Saturday, I was over at my folks' place playing with the Sprouts out in the backyard. Little Sprout has finally discovered the sandbox and was making wimpy little efforts to "shovel". I made mention that she was going to be a gardener just like me, and Big Sprout just about flipped her lid.
"No Way!" she told me "That is only for me and you and Grandpa!"
I did finally manage to convince her that Little Sprout becoming a gardener wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing. We made a deal, her and I. When we get a house, Big Sprout, Little Sprout, and I will all have our own gardens.
I hope our future yard is big enough for all this!