Due to unforeseen circumstances, My Dear Husband has been unable to mow the lawn. Because of this the job has fallen to me, but I am and will always be a lawn mowing procrastinator.
Turns out, this is not a bad thing. The little girls went outside and built nests in the lawn. I loved seeing them do this because it reminded me of some long, sunny grass in my own backyard as a kid. I remember crawling through the green blades and catching grasshoppers. 
Unfortunately, they loved their nests a bit too much. When I mowed the lawn yesterday, they called me ‘grass killer’ and two of them cried. So much for fond childhood memories!
