I often say that I look forward to the day that my boys can mow the lawn, shovel the lane and complete other manual tasks for me. The truth of course is that, like most parents, a part of me wishes they would never grow up. They can drive me nuts but they're also lovable and funny. Children are as perfect as a person can be. However, in a blink of an eye they will be teenagers, then twenty-somethings, and then like me. I DO hope that they take on many of the manual tasks in my life, but as those years come and pass I hope that we do all of the manual work together. Just like me and my Dad.
When we purchased our home the deck was rotting. We knew that and managed to squeeze 1.5 summers out of it. This spring we had to tear it out and build anew. My father, always eager to help, did most of the tearing out while I was beavering at my desk. We're making progress on the new one though. My boys, of course, take every opportunity to run into the backyard to chat with their grandfather and to play with the tools.
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| Became this....not bad for two mornings of work! |
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