It's my own fault for teaching Gerrit a perk of being a boy:
Look - no hands!
When bored, pick the 'weeds'
A few weeks ago, Gerrit had to go to the bathroom and he was all wet from the pool. So, he went in the hostas which he refers to as 'weeds'. I thought he forgot about the whole thing until the next time he was in the pool and needed to go...so he went in the weeds. He even told me he didn't need to go to the bathroom before leaving for golf because he could just "go in the weeds" when he had to go!
Someday he'll want to kill me for taking the pictures but I couldn't resist!
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