>It's been a few days since papa and I had to replant mama's garden and it seems to have gone well. Papa's idea of joining mama in the garden still ringing in my head, I decide today is the day, everyone else is busy or grounded (Looking at you, Cynthia) so I might as well do something to spend the day. I sheepishly step out the back door and trot over to the garden where mama has already started.
>"Mija?" mama asks as I approach, sitting back on her legs and tilting her sombrero back to look up at me.
>"H-hola, mama. You need any help?" I ask, breaking eye contact due to guilt.
>She sits back a moment, contemplating before smiling at me. "Go get some gloves out of the shed." I quickly nod and with some pep in my step I trot over and do as instructed, the same pair as I had grabbed last time.
>As I'm walking back to the plot of flowers I catch papa looking through the kitchen window at us, winking at me and shooting me a thumbs up. I smile back and give a quick wave before I step to mama again.
>"Okay, what're we doing today?" I ask, kneeling next to mama.
>"Well, mija, first we gotta weed then water the seeds you and An-on replanted the other day." I flinch at her mention of our little gardening trip.
>"Sorry mama we didn't want to upset you..." I say, trying not to cause a fight.
>"It's okay, mija I can't be mad at you two bonding, even if it costs me some flores." she smiles back
>"And you don't have to do this if you feel you need to apologize. Just trying to fix your mistake the first time was enough." mama reaches over and gently rubs my arm
>"Oh actually mama I don't mind it that much. When papa and I were out here I found it kind of comforting to get everything in order. I also wanted to say sorry for putting gardening down all this time as well." I say, struggling to articulate my point very well.
>"Mija..." mama says, covering her snout with her hand before leaning over to hug me.
>"M-mama come on..." I protest uselessly
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