Pwowing the Yawn

T loves “mowing the lawn” with Daddy. He stays in for the long haul, and even “helps” throw sticks out of the way every time Daddy does, just like Daddy. When finished on this particular day, he said, ” I pwowed {plowed} the yawn, but the gwass is still there!”

It sends my heart into meltdown mode every time. It’s too much.

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About gumbygoogoo

I love Maine. I hate mosquitoes. I prefer the bottom half of a muffin to the top. Baseball yes. Boxing no. Oh, and I have 3 boys in middle school. This is my blog.
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One Response to Pwowing the Yawn

  1. DH says:

    Bwing on the weaves to be waked and snow in the dwiveway!

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