My 6 year old and I had a father/daughter bonding experience the other day. It's a tradition we started about 2 years ago and hopefully we'll continue it. Near Mother's Day each year we plant the garden. One of our favorite items from the garden is the tomato. Nothing beats a fresh tomato straight out of the garden. This is the third year in a row that my 6 year old carefully checks the plants a couple of times a week looking for the first ripe tomato. The other day the first three appeared.
Immediately upon spotting them she asked if we could eat them. How could I deny her request? I wanted to eat them too! So together, as father and daughter, we ate the first tomatoes of the season. My 2 year old isn't to the age yet of understanding the special moment of eating the first ripe tomato of the year. :-) Maybe next year for her.
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