A typical Saturday in the spring before we had Emma:
Kim: "Hmmm it's 4 o'clock. I don't think I've seen Mike all day."
Mike: Out in the corner of the yard weed eating, pulling weeds, mulching, mowing and what-have-you for the past 8 hours.
Present Day:
Mommy: "Emma, it's time to come inside!"
Emma: "No! I want to stay outside and help Daddy!"
You can't teach it, you're born with it. The love of yard work has officially been passed down another generation. Great Grandpa Smith, Grandpa Smith, Mike and now Emma.
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