After the media trucks and TV lights had cleared out from yesterday’s grand opening, Grace and Grandpa “Chrissy” made their first family-only visit to Grace’s Garden this morning. Grandpa, used to the 5-minute attention span of a 2-year-old wasn’t expecting much, but honestly, was very pleased when 90 minutes later, Grandma had to drag us out of the garden for lunch and a diaper change (Grace, not me).
As toddlers will, after putting in some Marigolds (the planned activity), Grace discovered adventures completely missed by “management.” Pictured here is the game called “Boom!” which consists mainly of throwing double fistfuls of the garden’s ground-tree mulch (called “kid play”) into the air while yelling “Boom!” True, a couple times we yelled “Terrance” instead of “Boom” after her new boyfriend, the cuddle-interest in her current fav Disney vid “Tinkerbelle and the Lost Treasrue.”
Next up was a game where we cued up small mounds of wood chips on the planter box rails, then swept them off with a flick of the hand or, later, a whisk broom provided by Grandma, called “All clean, now!”
We were ready to retreat to the local K-5 school’s slides and swings, but Grace discovered yet another new game, now dubbed “Eight Hills.” On two sides of the garden, the ground cover awaits in piles for the final border plants to go in – Grace discovered that she could climb – and jump from the top of – eight “hills,” which, of course, being 2, we did about 20 times. Grandma finally broke it up – hard to say who was having more fun, Grace or me…