Knock, knock, knock!!!
Me: Hey Grandpa what you doin?
GPa: Can I get some exercise in your backyard?
Me: (Confused, thinking what could that possibly entail) Sure, did you wanna pick some lemons or something?
GPa: I was wondering if I could mow your lawn for you.
Me: (Totally feeling like an idiot. Of course he wouldn't wanna pick the lemons, I don't even like picking the lemons with all those darn thorns) No you may not mow our lawn Grandpa, that's for Chris to do and he'd kill me if he knew I let you mow it.
Gpa: Oh please, I'd really like to do it before Chris gets home from work and I could use the exercise. I don't get to do much anymore. Please, would you just let me do this?
Me: (Heart wrenching, turmoil twisting, wanting to say yes and no all at the same time) But Grandpa there's not any grass to mow. It's pretty much scalped and just a little weeds here and there.
Me: (No you can't, I already told you! And that's my final answer) Ok :) But don't you tell Chris I agreed. I'm saying you did it without me knowing.
Gpa: (Wink and a Smile)
The next thing I know, this is what I see.
He also pulled the weeds out of our rocks along the side of our house. Grandpa isn't all that steady anymore, bless his heart, but boy he used that wall for some help and he worked away. All the while I'm inside dying with the inner turmoil of allowing an 85 year old man to do my yard work for us. Uggghh!! Nevertheless we are so grateful for him and grandma. I know I've said it before on here, but I'll say it again. What a treat and a blessing it is to live right next door to them. They teach us so much and are so fun to have as neighbors. So Thanks again Grandpa :)