Growing pumpkins might be another story, but let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
This is a story about two little girls…and what happens when two little girls come over to visit at the very end of the summer. These two girls happen to be Niece Number Four (Harper) and Niece Number Six (Haddie). They are sisters. And individuals. This above photo pretty much sums up their individual personalities.
But one thing they can agree on is Yo Gabba Gabba. And they, like most other children who visit my house, end up right here. In the dining room, turned TV/game room, in the middle of the house. No matter how many toys are steps away. No matter that there’s a dog. And a yard. And any number of things going on. These kids are drawn to the large glowing rectangle like moths to a flame.
And this was okay with me for about 22 minutes, but enough’s enough.
I suggested that we plant pumpkins. It’s that time of year … actually for us in Texas it’s a little late. My grandfather swore you should plant pumpkins on the Fourth of July (and he did every year). But I think that’s a bit early these days. It gets hotter here faster and longer and with greater gusto than it used to. One must account for this.
And although my summer garden was a total Fail, I am a crazed optimist (and would also argue that anyone who gardens at all, on any level, would fall into this category). Plus planting pumpkins is at least a two-step process, and I hadn’t even begun to take the first step.
The first step is getting the seeds going in small pots or seed pods. This is a great activity to do with kids…and you can do it anywhere, even your kitchen, because it’s not really that messy. And this step really should have happened weeks ago, so I announced that it was time to plant pumpkins.
Harper didn’t hear my announcement because she was too focused on Pudding Monster.
And then she wasn’t all that into hearing that it was probably time to turn off the rectangle and start living her life. But then I pulled the adult card and ignored her ignoring and so we started anyway.
First we started with some seed starter. This is the kind that they sell at one of the dollar stores around here (the one where things don’t actually cost a dollar). But you can probably get it at most hardware or large grocery spots. Or even online: Organic Seed Starter
Organic seed starter is really dry so I doused it with water. First in a colander, which is great for regular soil but not awesome for seed starter.
And so then I just put it in a bowl and filled it up with water. I think this is the best way to do it.
We went on the front porch for fun but this can easily be done around a kitchen table. You don’t need much room. You just need (1) Something to plant the pumpkins in…I used little disposable pots that we already had and placed them in a muffin tin for easy transport… (2) Some dirt and (3) Some pumpkin seeds.
We started with putting some dirt in the small pots. You get your hands dirty. This is fun.
Then it was seed time. Haddie was in charge of the seeds. She spilled them everywhere.
But she is so cute we didn’t even care. We just picked them up and started putting them in the pots.
Seeds are cool, y’all.
Then we put the seeds in the pots.
We put two seeds in each pot because there was room…although I usually use seed starter pods and I’d only put one in those.
Then we covered the seeds with dirt.
We planted three kinds of pumpkins…small sugar pumpkins, medium jack-o-lantern pumpkins and giant pumpkins.
I never have great success with the giant pumpkins, but I keep planting them. Like I said, optimism.
The girls thought the project was cool. And they went home with eight pots of pumpkin promise.
A few days later, I planted the rest in pods.
And after a week or so, I should have some green to report.
And speaking of that, as I was writing this, my sister-in-law sent me some photographic progress. Check it out.
The pumpkins they are a coming!
I’ll keep you posted.