I was mowing the lawn this morning and I looked up and saw my two boys watching me through the window. They were slapping the glass with their little hands and laughing it up. They were entralled with every turn I made, every blade of grass I shortened. As I looked at those two little faces pressed up against the window, my heart was warmed by a singular thought:
Someday you two will be doing this instead of me!
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