I got a call this afternoon from my 5 year old. He was telling me I needed to come home to do yard work. I laughed and told him I’d be home soon. I should have known what he was up to – he wanted to get the blower out. He once played with this thing for so long the plug started to melt. Anyway, I managed to get him off that and on to a hoe. Which he used to dig holes.

But that’s okay, because I got to play with the Garden Weasel.