My parents live on a little less than three acres, which really just means tons of room for the boys to explore. I learned to hate Saturdays growing up; it wasn't a play day at our house, it was a work day. My boys got a sweet taste of it on Saturday. They woke up and spent almost two hours mowing the lawn and yard (though it was way more fun than tedious), and that afternoon they helped Grandpa plant a plum and nectarine tree in what will be called the "Family Orchard" (we each get to pick a type of tree to plant etc.). That evening, Robbie went to the hardware store with Grandpa and got his first real hammer and wrench. What a day!
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