Rog had to go in to work this morning, so I started the laundry, then got a phone call,

"Hi, Mama."
"Hi, MOrgan, whatcha doin'?"
"Nuttin'. Can I come over to your house?"
"I don't know. Papa's at work and I have some work to do."
"please, just for TWO hours, just TWO hours? I'm bored!"

etc., so, of course, I said "yes." We went out for biscuits, he wanted to go for a drive, so we did. When we got home, he didn't really want to help. He just wanted to play in the yard, so I cleaned up out there with his kind of unwilling help. Got the front stoop cleaned and swept. Took some rocks that were anchoring the now broken plastic birdbath and put them around a small hibiscus which needs some protection. Watered all of the outdoor plants. Morgan threw away the birdbath for me and used the hose to wash off the casters on my office chair. I took all of the long stocks he'd pruned off the yarrow for me, gathered them together and bound them up, then hung them off a bell thing which hangs by the front door, stems up, the way you would dry them from the rafters in "olden" days. They look quite pretty, imo.