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As you know, the boys and I have started gardening.  Here in Texas we've been experiencing Spring like weather and it's been wonderful.  We definitely get out and enjoy those days and most times we're in the garden. 

Gardening has been a passion of mine since we bought this house, our first house.  When Tucker came along I was sucked in to the Mother Land of what seemed like no return.  I abandoned gardening to grow a different kind of bean er.... being. 

Now that both boys are semi manageable I feel "fairly" confident to take them in to the garden and get back in touch with my roots.  The other day I did just that.  I had to prune a lot of old growth to clean up the garden area.

The Garden area consists of many flower beds and a pond.  A small pond that seems to attracts rocks and sticks or anything little boys can think to throw in.  Several times I had to tell both boys to STOP throwing rocks in "... you'll scare the fish"  IF that were not enough they would lean perilously over the edge to touch the water.  Our pond is barely 3 feet deep but deep enough to drown in.

So, after several stern warnings I had had enough. "If you can't follow instructions you have to leave the garden!"  I stormed after them, ushering them through the gate and out of the garden.  I banished them to the play yard, locking them out of the garden and as I did so the thought occured to me that perhaps that is what it was like in the FIRST garden ever since Man's creation. 

God banished Adam and Eve for not following instructions.  They ate of the forbidden fruit and my boys continued to lean over the rocks to touch the treacherous water, not to mention it was icky and filled with who knows what!

God is good at showing us glimpses of what His love for us is like through our children.   Unconditional and oh so deep, trying but true. 

I apologize for the MANY typos.  We're about to make mud pies and typing this outside I cannot see clearly for the glare.  I will be back to clean it up.