A son who gardens. What could be better?
Especially when there’s a slimy, stinky pond to empty!
And please. . .
Don’t let on that I showed you pictures of him wearing yellow rubber gloves and using a (ahem!) chamber pot to bail out the pond.
It’ll just be our little secret. . .
I wonder what I’ll find for him to do this year? ( evil chuckle.)
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