Every year for Mothers and Fathers day we plant flowers in my Grandma and Grandpa Linnell's pots in their backyards. Jeffrey has inherited my Dads green thumb. He mows the lawn and helps my mom with our yard and with planting our own flowers. On sunday it was funny because when my grandpa was transferring dirt into the wheel barrel, a broken pot fell out and Jeff kind of laughed. He then informed us that Dad probably broke the pot the last year he planted the flowers and had put the pot in there to help with the water flow. We laughed because it was a very Dad like thing to do. I am excited for the nicer weather and for spring to leave and summer to come!
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