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Summer-time transportation has added a new fashion statement: brilliant neon green safety vests. Replacing the brilliant neon orange vests...which Than said were a safety hazard because they were a bit (a LOT) oversize, and billowed out like sails. I think he was just peeved because the sail-like action slowed him down...
The team had come over to tackle the mowing one last time before their trip.

Lee, in the background, mows the large flat area. We are all rejoicing that he is big enough to handle being on TEAM MOW now. Than does the trickier maneuvering around the garden and strawberry and herb beds. Sadly, those lily white legs sporting brand new shorts were also sporting a bright red layer of sensitive skin by the end of the day. Somebody forgot to use the sunblock...a common hazard with donning the first pair of shorts for the season.

Collin is in the front yard..."NO, Collin, NO!! Not the bush! You can't mow the bush..."

Oh my, that was close. And it didn't do a bit of good to holler at him, because...he has his "ears" on. That music just takes over. He was belting out a jolly good rendition of The Star Spangled Banner...Francis would be proud.

"Thank ya, thank ya, thank ya ver'a much..."

I wrote this down a bit ago, don't recall the incident but I remember bursting into laughter. I think one of his brothers had said something about gloating. A direct quote from Collin:

"It's not gloating when you're THAT GOOD. You can't hide the truth."

Out of the mouth of babes. Or punks, as the case may be.