I walked by the fenced-in garden at my son’s elementary school, and the vibrant flowers and pumpkins brought an instant smile to my face. I knew, from the stories my son shared last school year, that the beauty in front of me was only a fraction of the growth from his fourth grade class Garden…
“Charlie is going to freak out,” I thought, as the left eye of his precious “Curly Bear” became a scrumptious snack for our four-legged family member. With a few suggestions in mind and injured bear in hand, I revealed the mishap to a wide-eyed toddler. Following a few silent moments of contemplation, he gently took…