I Miss My Lawnboy

One of the chores I detest most is mowing the lawn. Not because it's a man's job or cuz I get sweaty, mainly because we have a difficult front yard. We have this crazy, uneven hill on the side. And despite lots of money spent and time pulling, and mowing with a bag and all that we have these evil, evil weeds that won't go away (mainly cuz our neighbors were gracious enough to mow their lawn WITHOUT a bag on their mower and kindly shared their weed seeds with us). I quit, I don't own this house, I won't spend any more money on beautifying it.

Anyway, yesterday we went out to mow the lawn. I say "we" because I recruited my boys. A lot of people don't understand why I don't make the boys mow the lawn in the first place. Well the very front yard isn't a problem, but I'm not kidding, that side yard is killer and frankly, I'm a control freak. It's hard to push the mower up the hill so the kids start to go crooked and I lose patience. But I was proud of myself, I did let the boys help...I did the hardest part and they took care of the rest. I still need to weedeat because I cannot start our weedeater. Grrrrrrr, it is so frustrating. Apparently I'm not coordinated enough or something. And our edger is terrible, I need to get a new one. Perhaps one night this week I'll send the kids out with some scissors and a butterknife (carefully supervised of course!)

I really miss my husband today...and so does our lawn!

Our buddy who was upset we moved the basketball hoop. Ugly little fella, isn't he?
Neil mowing the little slope
Edging man
Michael is so determined!
Yeah, Daniel's not much help...he just likes to look the part!