mark of a man

This weekend Steven and I have finally begun to tackle the landscaping in our front yard after one too many comments of, “Oooh, you’re a landscape designer? I bet your yard must be AWESOME!” Yes, the crabgrass is very healthy.

Yesterday afternoon we began OPERATION: WEED NUKE. It was a lazy, rainy sort of day which made the weeds easier to pull up, but it also meant we became caked with red mud.

Soon, a muddy Steven announced, “I’ve got to pee.” I started to think about all the logistics involved with his having to remove enough mud from his person so he could enter the house when he just walked into our backyard, found himself a tree, and marked it as his.

I laughed and shouted, “Yay, you got to mark your territory!”

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