
Gestational period of approximately 7 weeks, and counting.
After years of dreaming, deliberating and debating the costs, Eric finally felt like it was time to take the plunge.


It was (is) a labor of love, including: 5 gallons of
Round-Up, 300 feet of
poly pipe, a countless number of
couplers and joints, 30 feet of
copper pipe, 15
sprinkler heads, 6 lbs of Bachmann's custom blended MN
grass seed, three complete
weekends and 15
evenings after work, some help from a couple of
trusty friends, who knows how many
shovelfuls of dirt and
trips of the wheelbarrow, 2 hours of Becca's pregnancy spent digging trenches on her
hands and knees, 35 trips to and from the
Home Depot Rental Center (roller, tiller, etc.), a custom designed
schematic from Toro, and one
vacuum-pressure breaker (because Eric likes things to be up to code and pulls all his permits as he ought).
Add in the hours and hours Eva and Hope spent engrossed in
tactile play in the world's largest sandbox, the vast
army of worms rudely interrupted from their simple lives of tunnel digging, the innumerable loads of
laundry set on "heavily soiled" and "second rinse" with a few scoops of Oxi-Clean for good measure, the
muddy fingerprints and
footprints found on all possible surfaces
inside our home, and the weeks of surrendering to the disaster zone therefore deciding
not to clean.


And let's not forget the 150 days (at LEAST) spent
waiting for the city of Richfield to replace the old driveway apron with a cement curb. Perhaps there were 10+
calls of urgency to the city, which finally resulted in an entire baseball line-up worth of men and TWO cement trucks arriving to put in 15 feet of curb and work for approximately 20 minutes. Don't get me wrong... we
love the efficiency of government, but really folks?!?

And, I'm not sure from where abouts they rounded these fellas up... the cast of Survivor comes to mind...


Now, our new "baby" is thriving in damp fall conditions, growing up healthy and strong!

We now have a completely level, weed-free, underground sprinkler system engaged front yard. And though I am in disbelief, Eric says it was a simple project, really. By the spring, our newest human babe will be able to crawl around and enjoy the pleasure of a lush, green, soft and inviting lawn! Ahhh spring greenery.
2 comments:
I laughed a long time at the frail, tan, hairy, old men.
Old man survivor!
The pic wouldn't be the same though without your witty words.
Katie
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