Before the start of the yard project, the house was flanked by two pine trees. Big Daddy relocated them because they were nice trees. We lost the first tree earlier this year and the second came down yesterday. Big Daddy was lucky enough to have a little helper but whenever he got too close to the action all Big Daddy had to do was start the chainsaw. Donny would take off across the yard and it would take him awhile to return to the job at hand.
Big Daddy decided to burn the tree today. I watched from the house as he tried to light the pile of branches and tree with a flare. Now, it has to be said that this particular firefighter sucks at starting fires. (Sorry babe.) I noticed that the flare had fallen over on its side, so I went to the door to tell him. When I turned around, Donny was standing in front of me holding a 33 ounce container of coffee. He proceeded to use the coffee scoop as a spoon and started eating the coffee. Disgusted, I asked him if it was good, and luckily for all of us in this house he said no. He is the last kid on the planet who should be getting caffeine and in its pure form.
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