We have a great set of missionaries in our ward right now. They are hard workers, good eaters, on the ball and have great personalities. The first time they came over for dinner, “Elder Jake” (which is what we call him because he looks like my nephew Jake and Navy thought it was Jake the first time she saw him) asked if there was any manual labor he could help us out with. He grew up on a farm and was aching to get his hands dirty. I didn’t want to abuse the system, but after another 10 requests, I met them up at my garden that needed to be cleared and tilled.
Elder Jake (Oldham) was teaching Scout how to really dig deep.
So by the end, Scout was jumping on the sides of his shovel to get a really big scoop of dirt.
Of course my kids got too hot and were down to pants before the end.
Scout and Navy were loving the missionaries.
Navy gave Elder Jake a flower for behind his ear.
After Costco pizza and dogs, we put in a good two hours of work before Dash cried our way out of there. The poor baby was running on fumes and needed his bed. After we left, the missionaries stayed and cleared more. They were awesome helpers, and I was stoked to have my garden ready for planting season!
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