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Sunday, September 27, 2009
Mowing the lawn
Josh insisted that he wear his helmet while doing slave labor. Safety first people.
Oh, why do I love little boys in helmets so much? That is just the cutest - he would definitely fit in here. Only, we don't have a lawn to mow, which reminds me that I am not talking to you because I am jealous of where you get to live and I am still stuck here in these blasted townhomes with no lawn and no lawn mower, and no chance for my cute little boys to mow that lawn for me wearing bike helmets!
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Oh, why do I love little boys in helmets so much? That is just the cutest - he would definitely fit in here. Only, we don't have a lawn to mow, which reminds me that I am not talking to you because I am jealous of where you get to live and I am still stuck here in these blasted townhomes with no lawn and no lawn mower, and no chance for my cute little boys to mow that lawn for me wearing bike helmets!
love the helmet. He is getting so big!
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