Zinnia

Hannah planted a flower in a small can at school and brought it home. She wanted to plant it. I said, "We can't plant it at home, (we live in an apartment)where do you want to plant it?"
She replied, "I want to plant it at Grandma's house."
I asked, "where do you want to plant it at Grandma's house?"
"In the front," she replied.
Hannah asked Grandma Brown if it was ok she planted her flower in her front yard. Have you ever heard a Grandma say no? Especially Grandma Brown. She is the epitome of what a Grandma should be, the knick knacks, the homemade cookies in the cookie jar ALL the time (yea, Kevin and I lost about 5 pounds just by moving out), and the spoil factor. I digress... back to the flower planting. Grandpa decided to help out, so Grandpa, Hannah, and of course Gavin went out to plant Hannah's flower.

Grandpa needed his thing he kneels on so he mosied on back to the garage to get it with his shadow, Gavin.

When he came back Hannah had already dug the hole all by herself (in her Cinderella dress of course). She was pulling out the flower right when Grandpa came back. Hannah used to spend a lot of time in the garden with Grandma and Grandpa. I think she will inherit Grandma's green thumb.

Gavin is such a big helper. He loves Grandpa. Every time we get to Grandma and Grandpa's house he is so excited to get out of the car. I get him out of his seat and he runs to the house. Hannah always beats him to the door and she leaves it open for him. He goes strait to Grandpa's chair, if Grandpa isn't there he looks in the backyard, then in Grandpa's room.

Back to the flower. Grandpa planted the flower in the hole Hannah dug.

It looks so pretty... Hannah's little Zinnia.