Pancakes, eggs, and sausages made, children fed, and the two nice high school boys helping with our yard work have eaten full meals too, which makes me happy. I just like feeding people. The boys have knocked off the bulk of the snow and leaves from the outdoor cushions, and are now bringing the most mildewy up to the bathroom to see what they can do with them in an hour with some vinegar and a brush. My life would not function if I couldn’t outsource some of the labor; I’m grateful that we can afford the help!
Now, though, the grading can be avoided no longer. 