"Mow Grass"

I got this email from my dad.

Hey:

Your Mom and I were talking about your mowing experience, and we both recalled when you were about two or three, you had a little plastic lawn mower that made noise when you pushed it. You called it your “mow grass” (You generally named things based on their function). When I would mow the yard, you would come out with your mow grass and help. You would make two or three passes, and then go sit in the Breaux’s swing and watch me mow.

When I got on the hill, I would run back and forth with the mower (I was much younger then) and you would kill yourself laughing. “Do it again”

It’s kind of funny how what goes around comes around. Now you have a real “mow grass” of your very own. The next thing you need is a sprinkler; then I can tell you the story about the “binkle binkle”.

Love,


Dad

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