Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Two weeks ago A came home from pre-school with a tiny, tiny seedling in a cup. We were supposed to water it and watch it grow.
I thought: there is no way this thing is going to survive.
But Frank loyally watered the plant each day, and A carefully monitored its progress.
Today, on the last day of school, we found the plant blooming on the windowsill.
Thank you, K, for another good "lesson"--and for a wonderful year.
