I'm sure you all have noticed the ugly pile of leftover firewood lying, half covered, in a heap on my lawn. Well, now that I have finally gotten the roof on my wood/storage shed, it is time to get that firewood put away in it's new home. I was making good progress on this job last weekend and then....the "help" showed up....
"Do we get to eat this stuff this winter? It's not too bad really; a little chewy, but tasty...."
"i BET i COULD JUMP THIS!..."
"You know Ma, I still think you should teach me to drive this thing..."
"i COULD JUMP THIS TOO!..."
"WOW, WHAT HAPPENS IF i PUSH THE RED BUTTON???"
"Hey Ma, you missed a few pieces. You know, you really ought to get some help around here..."
"HMMM, DO i EAT THIS? JUMP ON IT? ROLL ON IT???"
In spite of all the help, progress was made. Unfortunately, it was a small, inadequate pile of firewood that will require a great deal of adding to before the cold weather shows up and some of the help remains unimpressed...
"All that time messing around with firewood and donkeys and what have you got to show for it? A big patch of bare dirt and a very bored dog. Do you think you could try throwing the ball at least once this minute?"