I am sitting outside on the window ledge beside Roark. We have just planted the boy's first ever seeds - lavendar, tiny pumpkins and carrots - and we are waiting for them to grow. Roark flips his head towrd me and points his tiny index finger up in an a-ha type of gesture.

"I know! We can stay out here and wait for the seeds to grow for many days. At night the owls will keep us safe. And the fireflies. Oh! And I can bring my flashlight..."

And we sit. And wait.