Until J is old enough to mow and you tell him that when you were a kid they didn’t have self-propel and the only option you had was a 400 pound Craftsman that you had to push with only a sliver of hope that you’d be rewarded with a tiny glass of Kool-Aid, then you’re not truly your dad yet.
How did your black socks look?
with my sandals? very nice.. thank you!
Until J is old enough to mow and you tell him that when you were a kid they didn’t have self-propel and the only option you had was a 400 pound Craftsman that you had to push with only a sliver of hope that you’d be rewarded with a tiny glass of Kool-Aid, then you’re not truly your dad yet.
Wow. You should have taken a picture for historical purposes. You might be the first Jewish father to mow his own lawn.