Until this week, we outsourced our grass cutting. I decided to opt for a more environmentally friendly option (as well as gain a bit more control over the renegade clover), and I bought a reel mower. It came unassembled. Winnie chose to offer assistance to her mechanically challenged momma. How could I be mad at the shredding of the instructions when she has been primed for such destruction all year. Her weekly Montessori report cards applauded her pincer grasp work, i.e. paper tearing. Sigh. Somehow, it all came together, and the clover is hidden for this week.