"I'm going back out to split some ash." Those were Davey-baby's first words to me when he got home from work tonight. In my "no school, three fighting kids all day long" stupor, the words sounded more like "I'm going back out to kick some a--" But we all know Dave's not the fighting kind of guy. So here we are, the kids and I hanging out in the family room listening to the thunk, thunk, thunks as Dave chops us some wood. What a guy - gotta love him.
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