Had to bring my 90 bags of yard waste (alright, 5 bags) to the dump for composting. Liam was wowed by this apparently magical place and all of its various receptacles...concrete, brush, aluminum and low and behold--stinky garbage. He was my stellar helper and happily, but not easily, tried to heave the bags into their appropriate bins. As I tried to humor him for many minutes, but knew (duh) I had to toss the big bad boys in the bins. Little Man L. was miffed by me taking over and said clear as a bell, "I can do it, Mom, I'm a big kid. And you shouldn't get dirty." My little knight in shining...
Worst Part of the Day-
Alright, my cable-less ass doesn't quite get this analog to digital cable switch, though, yes, hells bells, we were all warned. I can't watch a damn thing. I still do not remotely want the devil that is cable (as long as I have my BFF, Netflix)...but I would love my NBC and PBS. Doh.
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