We hit a milestone the other day — completely out of boredom.
My son, the one from my blog earlier in the week, had “nothing to do and no one to play with” so he followed my husband out to cut the grass.
My husband gave him a lesson in how to use the lawnmower, and he ended up mowing half the lawn. Never did I imagine my 8-year-old (who whines about brining in the empty garbage cans) to take on such an arduous task, but he had a great time. And he earned $8 in the process.
I’m sure the thrill of mowing will wear off quickly. It will one day be a dreaded chore — payment or no. But for that one hour, I could tell he felt like a real man for the first time. There is definitely more than grass growing at our home.
Wow! Impressive.