For Christmas, Ella got a little greenhouse thing to sprout seeds in. It’s been on the ledge next to the big window in our bathroom ever since, with little plants growing inside. Ella and her siblings are endlessly fascinated with the whole process, which means they all pop the lid off the greenhouse to look at the sprouts.
This week Ella decided that she’d had enough with everyone messing with her plants. I found this note propped up on the greenhouse.
In case you can’t read it, the sign says (sic all):
for their saftey, and yours! Do not open, it squishes the leaves, 3 of my plants have died because of you. They have enough water.
When I asked what “for their saftey and yours” meant, she just giggled. But now I’m afraid to check on the plants. I don’t want to find out what she might do to me if I mess with the greenhouse.