It should also be noted that I hate mowing the lawn. I get tired of watering it to make it grow only to go around cutting it back down.
It seems like an exercise in futility.
I was neglecting the lawn a little when my wife's family was in town last week, and my father-in-law did me a huge favor and mowed it.
Yesterday, my daughter and I were in the kitchen, and someone started up their lawn mower. My daughter's head jerked up, and she yelled, "Bacca!"
(Bacca = Grandpa or Grandma)
So, after all of my work over the summer, Grandpa gets the credit for mowing the lawn.
Do you want to know what I get credit for?
Every time the bathroom door is closed, she points at it and says, "Daddy."

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