The little guy is standing in our back yard, in grass that's taller than he is (and, in some parts, taller than me too).
My dad came by this afternoon, I'm under no pretense that anyone comes over to see me anymore. I'll be 32 this May so it's been a while since I was shiny and new.
Anyhow, my dad wanted to see your hour new lawn mower ran (I know, sounds random to me too) So he takes it out, runs through a strip of shorter grass, tests it out on some of the taller stuff....
and a hour or so later:
I know!!! Thanks dad!
And all he requests is that he's invited over to dinner sometime soon - um yea!
I just want to add that he was out there in his work khakis, and a cashmere sweater.
