The boys and I were eating breakfast Sunday morning when some major equipment moved in--the stump removal crew was here! After months of deliberating how exactly to get rid of the stump in our oasis (which was home to a major ant colony!), I finally made an end run and called a tree service that my dad and grandpa had used. It was a chilly morning, so I got the boys all bundled up and we went outside to ask if we could watch the progress. After getting the go-ahead, we oversaw the proceedings from the safety of the deck. (The wood chunks were a-flying.) The stump grinder was impressive, but the boys were even more excited when they brought out a Bobcat (or "skid steer," according to Liam's truck book) to drive the stump grinder down into the fenced area to remove another stump at the bottom corner of our property (I figured we might as well go for broke and have them both done at the same time).
While the tree experts made short work of the second stump, Mike and the boys went down to check out the big dirt-and-sawdust pile that remained of the first one. Max, who is in a major jumping phase, played King of the Hill while Mike and Liam walked around and kicked the metaphorical tires of the site. Then Liam ran inside to get his truck book so he could educate Max about skid steers--it reminded me of J when he was little, always knowing the "proper" names for mechanical equipment. All in all, it was an exciting start to our Sunday, which was otherwise pretty laid-back (with the exception of a birthday for someone I won't mention except to say that it was a much more relaxed day than the one she had last year).
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