I've been wanting to clean up our (sort of pathetic this year) garden for several weeks now, but for one reason or another it just hasn't gotten done. This Saturday, however, I had a free morning and the weather was gorgeous. The problem? Sweet Husband was working so the Kiddo would need to be occupied. I wasn't sure if it would work or not, but I spread out a big blanket on the grass, brought out a basket of his toys, and left him to it.
I worked for an hour and a half, folks! That's, like, forever in baby-time.
And his "toys" barely were touched. He watched the chickens. He picked grass. He smooshed his hands around in the dirt. He may have swallowed a few leaf particles, but that's just building his immune system, yes?
Garden clean-up was a success. The weeds are rotting in the compost pile, and I'm thinking of planting a Fall garden of some kale and radishes. And now that we know that "outside" is such a fabulous toy I suspect we will be spending more beautiful mornings there.