Our lawn no longer looks like there could be a car hiding in the grass.
I paid a friend's son to come and mow it. It all worked out nicely. I got to have some grown-up friends time while the girls got to play with their friends. There was chatting time here, time at the park, home school support group planning talk time, lemonade...
It was a good day. I wonder how soon I can legitimately wait before I pay him to mow again, a week, two? I can't wait.
Here is a picture from another good day. July 4 2007. DD9 is finishing off the last of her smore.