I Guess it Was my Fault

September 27th, 2009

Last night, I walked out my front door and just about fell flat on my face. There was a rake lying across my porch, and I almost tripped over it. I guess it was my fault. I had used the rake that morning, and when I was done I just leaned it against my house. The kids got ahold of it and started using it to play garden. Of course, they didn’t put it back where they got it. Maybe if I had a garden tool rack, this wouldn’t happen. I could hang my tools in my shed, out of the reach of my children. 

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