I now know why God gave me two boys.......

Yardwork.

Just kidding, just kidding. But darn if they aren't good helpers! This afternoon, at Marshall's insistence, we commenced the branch cutting projects around the yard. Those naughty naughty walnut trees decide to grow every darn place you don't want them...and Marshall the Enforcer does away with them. Then there was the problem rose patch that seemed to be pooping out and needed a crewcut. Marshall trimmed and cut and cut and trimmed for hours. And bless his little heart, Clancey Dylan would drag those limbs to the pile, one after another. Most at least twice his size. Frankly I stood around with my hands on my hips the majority of the time....hmm....that's a strange feeling now isn't it?