The scene of the crime (or, what the #@($@() ate my impatiens???)
This morning after Jag came back into the house with the Sunday papers, he told me that the flowers were gone from the planter on the porch. “Well, they don’t get very much direct sunlight there, so they’re probably not blooming at the moment,” I said. Jag replied, “No, I mean they’re completely GONE.”
I went outside, and lo and behold, all three plants were really really GONE. Removed. Disappeared. Just stumps left, and a few scraps of leaves. What on earth would climb up into a planter to eat impatiens? And leave the extra plant that didn’t fit still sitting right next to the planter in its little plastic pot???
Here’s a closeup of the stumps. We have rabbits, we have chipmunks, but would they completely devour 3 plants like this??? It’s just so bizarre!
Griffin’s been showing some pretty good head control lately, so we decided to try him out in the Bumbo chair his great-grandma bought him. He definitely can sit up in it…
…but his little neck muscles are not quite there yet. Maybe in a month!