I Grew This, 2009

When I handed each of my boys 3 seeds and said, "Plant these wherever you want." I scarcely could have guessed that the most established, healthiest plant would sprout from less than a foot of rocky soil wedged between the garage, the driveway, and the steps to our front porch.

The zucchini is thriving (though I've noticed some strange furry stuff on the leaves lately) and we picked our first zuke and baked five loaves of bread with it.

After we picked that thing, took pictures with it, and shredded it up, I let the boys have a little taste. They were anxious to partake of their labors. Yuck! Seriously, they gagged. But then they each had a steaming piece of sweet zucchini bread and Cooper giggled and said, "I changed my mind, I like zucchini."


Lesson learned? First try making your children grow the vegetables you want them to eat. If that doesn't work, just remember a little rule I learned from my sister-in-law, if you add enough sugar and butter to anything it will taste good.