I was one of those girls that always hated lawn work. As a matter of fact I can count on 2 fingers the number of times that I've actually mowed the lawn and both times it was for Grandpap. How did that girl get to where I am today? A yard full of weeds! YUCK! My ward seems to be over run with them. I also never wanted to be known as the "Weed Women" but I'm afraid that might be what my neighbors call me. It's pretty sad when Brooklyn comes over and begs to go pick weeds! It brings a whole new meaning to Child Labor laws! :)
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