Well, since our grass wasn't cut the entire time Mark was gone because our mower was broken - it was pretty darn tall when he got back! He had to mow it, then rake it, then mow it again. We put the boys to work with the rakes - they weren't too excited about it. Poor spoiled children don't know what "manual labor" is. Good thing I was out there to crack the whip and point ;o)
My slave labor.
My slave labor.
Poor mistreated children.
They have it so rough.
Who's the big kid driving the mower? I don't have any kids that old...
You can see behind Mark how tall the grass was. We almost lost Emma a few times.
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