Our kids are slowly but surely learning the love of dirty fingernails. Spending hours pulling weeds, planting new seeds and the amazement of watching them grow. Our middle son, who is 8, loves the harvest. Everyday he asks what he can "pull" and he will giggle like a schoolgirl as he feeds the chickens and they nibble at his fingers. That has been one of the biggest blessings we have received from winding back the clock, per say, and teaching the kids how food really works and where it really comes from. Watching it go from seed.....to plant.....to plate. Happy growing!!