I've never grown anything from a seed before. Okay, once in the 3rd grade we had to put a lima bean in a baggie with a wet paper towel and it sprouted, but that was more disturbing than rewarding. Have you seen a sprouted bean in a baggie? It looks like an alien fetus, all hunched and wrinkled with tentacles reaching out to eat your face. I still get the heebs thinking about it.
But Spring got a hold of me and I said, "So what!" to my tiny balcony with little sunlight and I planted squash seeds. For fun. Well, and for squash. But I really don't even know what I'm doing. How big of a pot do I need? Right now it is in a small pot, so when do I transplant it? How much sunlight is it going to require? How often do I water? These are questions I'm going to have to answer soon because, lo, she grows!
I squealed with delight when I went out to water and found my squash had sprouted. And a full week sooner than anticipated. My squash is pretty advanced. I'm sure it will make the honor roll. Mama wants a bumper sticker for her car!