My grandmother was a green thumb. She took such pride in her yard planting, picking, pruning and moving the plants just so.
And now, I'm a red thumb. My poor fingers have been pricked and poked just enough to make them sore and bleed. Band-aid city. But look at the reward!
This particular monkey is going to a good friend of mine. Her daughter is pregnant with their first grandchild! Such joy. And now, one of my little punk monkeys will be nestled beside that fuzzy little head while he sleeps.
Congrats Deb, and I hope your grandbaby Bean enjoys little Buster.