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In reply to the discussion: She eats. I’m her mother. I let my daughter eat. Last night she was hungry and we had some peppers. [View all]Rozlee
(2,529 posts)We lived in rural Texas and she would plant everything under the sun. Tomatoes, beans of every variety, corn, squash, peppers. We raised chickens and always had eggs. We had one goat named Alfalfa for milk. We got meat cheap from local farmers and ranchers that my dad did odd jobs for. We didn't have a big place ourselves, just an acre of land with a two-room little house that I have no idea how it accommodated seven people. That was after we settled down from being migrant workers. We actually ate better when we were migrant workers. But, living in the city is a whole 'nother animal. Urban living is cruel in comparison. I never met a landlord that allowed me to keep goats and chickens and I could rarely afford a place with a big yard for a vegetable garden. It was a time in my life that I never want to go through again, especially since I had children along for the ride.