I love plants. I wish my house looked like a small jungle. It does not. I have about 5 plants and 2 I was plant-sitting for a friend - I was honest and told her I wasn't great with plants the moment she asked me. They both died. I know I'm not great with them, so I decided to put myself on a more strict schedule for watering. Previously, I watered them when they started to look a little wilty. Amazingly, they were doing quite well. Then I decided I needed to take better care of them. I wrote a weekly appointment on my calendar to remind myself to water them. They are doing miserably - what is left of them - and I am getting discouraged. My friend, whose plants I killed, came over last night and brought Dylan some Basil plants that are just starting. She thought he might like to learn about them. While she was here, we starting talking about the sorry state of my plants. After talking to her I realized I AM DROWNING THEM during this time of being so attentive to them. She showed me what to do and how to get new sprouts going off of clippings and everything! And she used such little water!!! When I tried to save one of her plants I cut off a piece and put it in water, lots of water. It was floating like a lily pad. So thankful to have her show me. Now I have some new projects to try. My jungle will emerge. Thanks Lucille! By the way, the Basil is a hit with Dylan.