A little bit of advice from the great Charles M. Schulz there. In what can only be described as a Christmas miracle, Patrick recovered from his illness in record time yesterday (thank yoooouuuuuuuuu, God!) and was able to go to school today. When he got home, we went outside to play since we are having unseasonable mild days (again, many thanks). We have one flower bed that has not been attended to very well this fall because...well, it's my flower bed, that's why. I haven't touched it and Luke hasn't noticed it, so the leaves are just a-pilin' up. Patrick waded in and almost sunk to his waist, and that's when the fun began.
