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J likes to mow the grass. “Honey, do you think the grass looks like it needs cut?” “Uhmmm…well…I don’t think the tractor would like the snow piles still left.” “Oh…” Sigh. “I guess not. I’ll wait a little longer.”

Thank goodness for daddies!

When I was growing up I was a tomboy. I rode motorcycles and could hang with the best of the boys in my neighborhood. I loved swimming in the local pond and couldn’t wait to get outside again. Now that I’m a mom, things just aren’t the same. All I see now is the mess…