The Wife and I are raking the yard today. While we’ve been working, the boy is walking around with a rake in his hands. He keeps asking random questions about school and books he’s read. The rake in his hands voes unused.
Finally, I ask him “So are you going to use that rake in your hands or just wander around with it?” I was a touch accusatory with my tone.
He replied, just a little sheepishly, “Well, I’m not sure where you want me to start.”
This is what the yard looks like:
I simply spread my arms and motioned in the general vicinity of the yard. It’s hard to figure them out sometimes.
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