Dylan and I get along really well, for the most part. We are both VERY stubborn, so this sometimes causes some issues...but we work things out pretty well. Our differences also make us a great team...although we definitely have our "moments"....
Yesterday was one of those "moments". It would probably been pretty comical to watch, but I'll tell you about it since you weren't there.
Dylan decided to make several narrow rows of garden beds on a slope...and I had some input in this as well....because the space was unusable. In these beds, he's going to build trellises and plant climbing plants like our Casabanana and beans, etc. He went out to till these strips of garden and the ground was so dry that it was impossible...so he decided to do it by hand (????). If you know Dylan, this wouldn't surprise you.
I went out to check on him yesterday afternoon with the kids and he was digging away....a little into the second strip. He was leaving huge clumps of dirt in his wake. His plan was to break the ground by hand and then go back with the tiller and till it. I mentioned I thought it would be much easier to till if the clumps were broken up a bit and his reply was..."the hoe's over there".
So.........I grabbed the hoe and started breaking up the clumps. After about a minute and a half...I decided this was ridiculous, and I told him so. I told him it was a horrible idea to do this by hand and it would take half a day. He kept digging. I hoed some more and then said there was no crop on earth that was worth this much work, and didn't he agree? No response. He just kept digging. I hoed about half the row...and it was hot...and horrible. I said a few more things that weren't very nice and I think he replied at one point that it WAS worth it...just wait until we were done and I'd agree. Hmmm. At this point I was wondering if we would ever "be done. Basil needed my attention (I was a little happy about this...considering the circumstances...), so Kade decided to take over the hoeing, and finished the row. I have to say he did a much better job than I did...and he didn't complain once. I was very impressed.
The row was finished....two in all. Dylan did one all by himself, much to my surprise. And it didn't even take half a day.
Later that night while making dinner, Dylan asked me if I thought it was worth it now that we finished. I just looked at him and smiled. Some things are better left unsaid. :)
Dylan and Harmony, whichever of us have the time to sit down and write for a few minutes. : )