I can grow things

Okay, here is the thing... I love lemons. I mean I really love them. I love to eat them, cook with them, decorate with them (fake ones!), etc. So, when we moved to California, I decided that I wanted to grow them! Trent got me a lemon tree for Mother's day one year...ummmmmm, I killed it. I asked for another tree, this time I would do something different, like water it and take really good care of it. Okay, so I got another one...ummmmmmm, I killed that one too. So, again, I asked for yet another one. Trent told me that I would only kill it. So, I asked for an orange tree this time. I don't really like oranges, I never cook with them and I certainly do not have any in my house, but I decided that I was going to grow oranges because I could not grow lemons. Okay, so Trent gets me a new lemon tree and an orange tree. I was so excited. I watered the lemon tree with love (the orange tree got whatever water it got from the sprinklers), I talked with the lemon tree (I hardly even noticed the orange tree much less never said anything to it), I loved that lemon tree (not so much the orange tree). Guess what happened? The lemon tree died ----- but ....
I HAVE FOUR ORANGES ON MY ORANGE TREE!!!!! Who knew.