Mowing

Yesterday we worked in the yard. We mowed, and mowed, and mowed. Did I mention we mowed? Well, I didn't mow. My boys mowed. Here's a picture of my baby mowing. He lasted all of 20 minutes...and that's rounding up.

Here he is again. That's alot of yard to mow! Big Brother Brandon comes to the rescue. He finishes up the front while Ryan takes on the back.

Hey boys??? Boys!!!

Don't forget my swing!!! Guys????

It actually ended up quite lovely and I enjoyed my swing this morning with my coffee thanks for asking.

Today was a different story. Dad had to get out there and help with the higher, thicker weeds.

The younger boys were quite lost and threw fits about not being able to help mow...NOT!!!

"Can we throw sticks in the burn barrel dad? Huh? Can we?"

Why yes, those weeds are up to my husbands thighs!

"Mom, can we PLEEEAAASSSEEE get a riding lawn mower and let me drive it til my heart's content??"