Weeding

One beautiful Saturday I came home from a bike ride ready to get some work done. So, I turned into a slave driver and dragged the kids outside. At first they were eager and willing to help, they helped grab shovels and gloves. After a short time, I heard complaints of it being too hot, and taking too long. They began to pay more attention to the bugs around the yard then to the weeds (and if you know my kids, then you know that can be very consuming).








All their hard work really wiped them out.


Their favorite part was the otter pops afterwards.