



He is into mowing "with" me now. He will ride his tractor as long as I ride mine. Which means I don't get too much actual mowing done. But hey, how many years will I be able to say my son "liked" to mow?


Outta the way, I got grass to mow!






Outta the way, I got grass to mow!

Maybe a real hat would work better on my head.




I can't complain a bit... for the most part these boys don't really care what clothes they wear. Except shoes, Andrew really knows what shoes he wants to wear each day. So we don't have to stuggle with the "what", just the how and when.