At some point during this summer I wanted a new addition to our little household. Not of the baby variety, so rest your eyebrows. ;) But a dog, fish, bird, something. It was a little weird and intense. So one weekend my husband and I went out and I announced, "We are coming back home with something!". And we did. This cutie patoot little geranium. I named him George, after George O'Malley on Grey's Anatomy. The plant had to have a name right?
This was supposed to be my thing but it soon became realized that the taking care of this plant ended up on Raul's list. Every time I went to water it I got, "Ah ah, already watered". When a rain was coming, he would move it underneath the overhang so it wouldn't get flooded. Imagine when we have a yard someday!
It's pretty sweet actually. Just look at how our little plant has flourished, he's proud of it and so am I.