Holy Moley?

The flower beds were crying out for help.

Can you hear them?

So Hana and I grabbed the mulch, the gardening tools and put on our mittens.

Then we headed outside to "make the gardens pretty," as Hana said. Hana? Wait. Has anyone seen Hana? Oh, there she is!

She's trying to "catch the little birdies."

First we pulled weeds. Hana took this great picture. LOL

Then we cleaned out all the leaves.

Then it was time to spread the new mulch. I opened the first bag and it all fell out in a huge lump. "Holy Moley! That's a lot of mulch!" I exclaimed.

And here came Hana wearing her mittens, "I'll help you with that mountain, Mama! I'll help you spread out all this holy moley, okay?"

Joe brought home a bunch of beautiful rocks that we had fun placing throughout the gardens.
"Look, Mama! Look how I put the rocks all in the holy moley!"

Then it was time to clean up all the holy moley we spilled on the ground.

Holy Moley!