Hero With a Mower

 

 

We moved into a house that, while it has a small yard, has (for now, until we settle on a landscaping plan) a ton of very large, very leafy, trees. Which is a bit of an adjustment, as we come from a condo where we didn’t have to worry about any such things. The obvious answer is to hire someone to deal with it. Which is what I am sure is going to happen next fall, as we will probably end up hiring the same person that we hire to do the lawn (unless I win this argument with the husband, which realistically, I don’t see happening). But since we moved in the fall, there isn’t a whole lot of lawn mowing needs left in the season. And there are a ton of other needs that are more pressing so finding a lawn guy? Its low on the list.

Enter my father. Without anyone even asking, he decided that our lawn needed to get cut once more before it was done for the season. So he showed up this afternoon and mowed the front lawn and the patch that needed it in the back (the HUGE hill is mostly moss at this point thanks to all the big ass trees and thus doesn’t need to get mowed for now). Because so many leaves have already fallen this also meant some leaf removal happened too. I was taking the if I don’t look at it, its not there approach to the leaves at the moment as the husband is traveling for work this week and I have deemed wallpaper removal more pressing. But my parents were here on Saturday and my dad decided the leaves were far more important than the wallpaper or the electrical sockets and light switches that are also on my list this week (which if you ask him are just fine as they work even if they are all FUGLY).

Anyway, when my dad showed up this afternoon with a lawn mower & weed wacker in tow, Three was VERY excited to discover that his Pa G was around. It pretty much killed him that he couldn’t help with the lawn mowing. While I had high hopes of getting something done this afternoon, that went out the window when it became apparent that I needed to sit outside on the steps with Three and keep him on said steps while Pa G did this thing with the mower.

Once it was on to the leaves though, Three was there to lend a helping hand.

I was never a big fan of the task of dragging leaves to the back of the back yard as a child, but Three thought this activity was pretty much the best thing leading up to Christmas Eve.

Of course, he is still 3 so there was also a good amount of re-raking that my father had to do thanks to all of this

that Three started partaking in once he figured out how much fun it would be.

And I have to admit, jumping into a leaf pile is pretty much the most fun that one can have on a fall afternoon. Especially  when you are not the one stuck holding the rake.