Hard Working Kid

Missy LOVES to work outdoors in the garden probably as much as we do. She worked very, very hard pulling up cornstalks, pushing the wheelbarrow to the burn pile, pulling up dead tomatoes, raking and running errands.  You can hear her laugh from one of the property to the other - especially when her load in the wheelbarrow is barely staying in as she wobbles from one side of the road to the other with that heavy thing. She runs errands and brings you exactly what you asked for as fast as she can. She find great delight in helping in the garden. She was as happy as a clam all day.

Buster is not so interested in hard work. He'll do a job and then flee to his bicycle and ride back and forth along the bottom of the drive until I give him another job. Don't send him to find the rake. He won't find it. Don't ask him to get a jug water... he'll tromp mud all over the kitchen doing it. If the task has anything to do with fire, then by all means he's in there like a dirty shirt and has to be reminded to stay safe, but somehow it just draws him in.

Truth is, I find him easier to live with in the house. She can drive a person around the bend with her non-stop questions and talking and getting into things. I think we'll be living out of doors from now on.

 

 

By the way, I have a new gardening blog. harmony hollow 

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