Saturday morning as J. was getting dressed to go out, he opened his eyes and he screamed, “amatxu, the herbs!”. He seemed so upset over something. I asked him to explain it to me calmly. It turns out, he had forgotten the herbs he had picked at school the day before in his cubby. “Don’t worry, we will get them on Monday”.
So this morning when I walked him into school, he went straight to his cubby and took out the bunch of herbs he had picked the week before. Dried by now, of course. So I took him by the hand and went back to where they had planted their garden and got some fresh ones. Dill, mint, chives, thyme, basil… A lovely garden and really showed me that even at this young age, kids have a nurturing spirit.