When I was a kid, my dad made my brother and me pull weeds. I hated it! We lived on a busy corner, and I always thought people driving by must have felt so sorry for me. They must have thought I was being treated like a slave girl. I mean, how could someone make their daughter sit outside and pull weeds! What mean parents I must have! I was completely embarrassed.
But now that I'm all grown up and have a house of my own, I enjoy pulling weeds. I hate the fact that our yard is covered with them, but I actually don't mind going outside to pull them. Actually, I would rather work in the yard than clean my house anytime! I wish I had more time to spend in the yard in order to make it look better, but I just don't have the time I really need.
As I was pulling weeds last Sunday, I thought about this change of heart toward weed pulling. It was one of the things that our parents made us do that I extremely disliked. It seemed like it took forever! (But most things our parents made us do seemed like they took forever...dish washing with your little brother, etc...) But it's interesting how things change when you get older and get your own yard.
Just don't tell my dad about this change of heart. :)
3 comments:
My dad used to make us pull weeds too and I hated it. But here's the thing...I still do! I do like working in the yard, but pulling weeds is my absolute least favorite thing to do out there! I'm glad you can enjoy it.
...and now you have Mr Caleb that you can teach to love pulling weeds as you make a game out of it. (Something you're awesome at doing!) He's at that age that he loves to help. What fun it can be to get him to put the weeds in the bucket for you. Just be sure you teach him the difference in weeds and your flowers. LOL
No pulling weeds for me. I would rather hire it done. Our yard is huge though - but maybe if my dad had worked on it with me maybe I would have liked it. Doubt it! I think I would be more like Rachel. I am happy for you. Go Mitch!!!
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