Hubby and I both enjoy gardening. It's a fantastic way to teach SO MUCH. From the compost pile to seeds to plants to food... and yes, I'm dealing with a four year old who has several much older brothers. So the end result is A) we poop. Which led to a lesson on septic tanks, sewers, holes in the woods and outhouses. Or, B) the animals we raise eats it, giving us healthy food (pigs, chickens, eggs) and they poop which gives us fertilizer. (And flies, whines the city girl!)
Practicing animal care, hand eye coordination, counting, cleaning out leftovers, so much more. We aren't raising a bubble filler here, y'all. At the moment, he's a chef!
Here is the Cutest Grandson Ever, he loves animals of all kinds. But we found out he's very squeamish about lil baby chicks! Ha! (I may or may not have chased him with a feather...sigh. mature move, gramma...!)
Eggs. Of course we have eggs. Collecting eggs is how my man has learned to count.
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