The beans are just now ready, in mid September. Really late. I planted these guys from seed one warm afternoon when I was on my own.
Now, I have help. She's six and my favorite helper. Her mom will marry Step Son in about a week. She will be my step, step grand daughter. I can't wait. She calls me Meemaw.
I show her what size I want her to pick and turn her loose. Look at her go! She wants to cook with me every time I see her. After the wedding, I hope to get a day with her to cook what she wants.
Until then, we pick beans with our other favorite helper. I remember similar activities with my own grandmother, now more than 40 years ago. How is that possible?
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Not too bad of a mess of beans, do you think?
We've been looking through my cookbooks together, so I can see what she wants to make. Anything with chocolate looks like the deal. She likes the whole cupcake thing.
I talked to her mom about arranging our next play date, but she's a little busy planning a wedding. Patience.
Remember to pass along what you know.
Remember to pass along what you know.
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