Here’s Sean sporting his birthday suit! It’s so hot here we frequently go out after dinner to “water the garden.” Really it means to splash around in some water. We strip Sean of his clothes and let him run around our fenced backyard bare-bottomed. (But not shoe-less, as the ground is rocky and sharp, covered in small burrs and scattered pieces of broken glass from previous thoughtless tenants.)
But first, we do actually water the “garden.” Did I mention the ground was rocky? Not so much in the way of soil here. And it never rains, so the ground is parched. So we did a container garden this year. It turns out that there’s not as much sun in this yard as I thought, and so the sun-loving plants we planted aren’t doing so hot. Here Sean waters the pepper. I said, “Let’s go water the pepper.” And literal kid that he is, he made sure to put water on the one small pepper growing on our pepper plant. Maybe a little water even got into the pot… 
After the real watering comes the fun: mom chases Sean around with the hose and Sean shrieks with delight when he gets sprayed with water.
And here: our sad little garden. Tomato plant up front gets regularly trimmed by an acrobatic deer that vaults itself around and between the fence and the cliff that backs our yard. We had the beginning of a tomato once, but it suddenly disappeared one night… Two sad pepper plants behind the tomato plant; we may get one tiny pepper from them. Chard in the smaller plant in front; they’ve been growing for several months and that’s as far as they’ve gotten. Basil plant just peeking over the rim on the right. And a few nasturtiums in the middle pot that have all shriveled up and died by now. I think this may be my saddest garden ever, but hey, Sean’s learning about gardening, so a win! (Right?)
And the opposite fashion extreme: here Sean insisted on putting on my T-shirt, having taken it out of my drawer. And he adds a pair of cheap kids sunglasses to finish the look. (Whatever the look is. Judge for yourself.)
