Corn

My dad is so good at growing stuff. He takes after his mom. Someday I want to take after both of them. I thought my garden was looking pretty good this year--until I saw my dad's corn and tomatoes this afternoon. I don't have a single red tomato yet, and he probably has a hundred. And I don't have any corn at all. But I do have really cute caterpillars on my lettuce. That's something.

Rocco thinks that Rebecca is super cute and that her cheeks are yummy. Rebecca puts up with Rocco's affection much more tolerantly than I do.