David meets the lawn mower

Last week, David experienced a rite of passage that most young men face at some point: he started learning to cut the grass. Our yard is about 2/3 acre, but it’s got a fairly regular shape, so I put the mulching plug in, gassed up the mower, and outlined an area for him to start on. He had a great positive attitude at first, but that faded somewhat when two of his friends came over to play. He didn’t much like that Thomas got to play while he had to cut (though he liked it a little better when he got a crisp $5 bill as payment). You can definitely tell that the yard was cut by an amateur, as there are lots of wandering, curved tire tracks and more than a few little triangles of missed grass. Overall, though, he did well. Thomas picked up a quick $2 for sweeping the sidewalks and piling up a bunch of tree branches that we’d trimmed. Now they’re both talking about cutting yards next summer. Hooray for entrepreneurial spirit!