My mother was born with one of the greenest thumbs around. As soon as she touches a seed it sprouts. I on the other hand – let’s just say I’m happy I was born with brown skin, that way my brown thumb is not so obvious. I love beautiful, lush greenery as much as the next person; I just don’t care to or know how to put in the consistent work it takes to create my own tropical oasis. But I may need to learn, since I see lots of similarities between raising plants and raising children.