I’m not a fan of gardening. Never have been and never likely to be. This year I’ve actually managed to grow tomatoes. Loads of them, but I’m still waiting for them to turn red. And as I write this, we’re on holidays leaving the OH behind because of harvest. When we return I’m expecting the tomatoes to have severely suffered drought as he won’t water them. I will be gutted.
But my theory is that starting N young and trying to get him intrrested in gardening can only be a good thing. Can’t say it worked with me, but here’s hoping the interest skipped a generation and he’ll pick it up from the in laws.
We have been spending a bit of time in the evenings, just sorting bits out but kostly just involving watering, tying up the drooping tomato plant pieces and trimming back. N loves water so anytime the watering can comes out, he’s there.
He’ll use anyrhing to hand. Children’s watering can, watee bottle (filled up from the cloakroom sink as he can reach that tap) or even a sandcastle bucket.
Then of course there’s the tomatoes. Thankfully he’s largely steered clear of drowning them. But the other day I was advised to chop the unnecessary bits off to try and get the tomatoes to redden. So there was a veritable jungle of tomato plants to trim. I cut them off and just dumped them in a corner of the garden but then persuaded N we could use his gator to transport them to the brown wheely bin by the farm entrance.
N was happy to pick up all the plants, and pop them in his gator. He wouldn’t let me help…result!
Back he kept going until it was full.
We left them for a day, then I decided we needed to go and recycle some bits too so a trip to the gate was required? The gator came in handy again.
He might not be into the growing side, but at least the clearing up bit is helpful. I think he just needs a bit more teaining off Granny and Gramps.
Are your children into gardening? How do you encourage them?