My dad needed some help at his church today. The debris from the storm was still covering their parking lot and they wanted it off by tomorrow as they are holding two weddings this weekend, plus services. The boys and I went down there after haircuts (pics tomorrow with accompanying story) and got to work. Now I know that I've gone over a few surprises that I've faced simply because boys are different from girls. But I had another eye-opener today.
Boys get very excited about power tools and stuff. They are like the kid in a candy store.
My dad brought a blower over to me to use. It was fun, I'll admit that. And it did have a lot of power. But the entire two hours that we were there, the boys followed me like puppies waiting for their turn with the blower. I gave them turns and it served only to make them greedy for more. I gave them other ways to help. And then they returned to my side, like the loyal little pups they are. I began to wonder if they were insecure or being worked too hard. I didn't think it could possibly be the lure of the wild power. It was just a little machine making wind....
And then I saw my dad. Doing no work, but having a great old riproarin' time driving the huge tractor-thingy around in circles in the lot. He pretended that he was working, but you got to get up prrretty early to fool me. (Not really, I'm guillible) He said that ever since they bought this new, killer tractor/scooper/hauler thing, people have been lining up to use it. Nobody wants to weed anymore or garden, they just sign up for 'grounds crew' to use the tractor.
I thought it was silly.
And then we pulled in the driveway and my studly husband was chainsawing everything in sight. He saw us and lifted the chainsaw triumphantly over his head with some barbaric war cry.
And since it was Jon, and since he is my favorite person in all-the-world, I now no longer think the love of power tools is silly.
It's now allowed. I don't have to understand, but if Jon is feeling it, it must be good and right.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
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I must be part boy...I never liked doing yardwork until Denny introduced me to power saw...Now I LOVE going out and sawing dead limbs off branches and trimming overgrown shrubbery back...I want to take lessons on how to powersaw a bush into the shape of a dinosaur or something - like that dude on Glenmore with the Edward Scissorhands yard!
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