When we went to pick up Jake from school tonight (which he sadly got out early and b/c my phone is crazy lately I didn't know he called me) he was standing on the curb waiting for me. In his hands he had a planter box. He opened the door to the truck and presented me with this amazing HERB GARDEN! that he researched, planted, and put together himself! (He then told me he felt like a little kid again who's mom forgot to pick them up after school) Lately I have been expressing my desire to grow a garden. We only have a tiny porch/balcony on our third floor condo so space and sunshine are limited, as is my gardening experience. I do remember helping my Nana and Papa dig up potatoes, pick beans, shell peas, and snap beans and always wanting to pick the big ears of corn but that is my extent of gardening. (Unless you count snapping off the tips of my Grandma Sellers' aloe vera plant as "harvesting.") Jake helped me to begin my "city" garden tonight an...