Because I Get To Sleep With The Lady That Owns The Place?

I hate yardwork with a passion. I have a black thumb not a green one so any task in my yard requiring mowing, raking, pruning, hauling, pulling, you name it, is low on my list. No yardwork is one of the reasons I like winter.

We were having dinner on the deck tonight. I looked around and decided that the lawn was looking very shaggy since it's been two weeks since I last mowed it. I figured this weekend was going to be pretty soggy so I'd better do it tonight. I announced "Well, I guess I had better mow the lawn."

In unison - with the perfect blend of incredulity and confusion - both boys asked "Why?"

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree.
K-