finally, when Will asks "Dad, is the yard still broken?" he can reply "it isn't broken, but it isn't completely fixed either." Last night we took the big step of getting grass into our backyard. Will was the Strong Roller Man and Dad was the Big Strong Carry Man and in 3.5 hours we had the job done. Now we need to keep watering. Odd to realize that Will now thinks grass is installed rather than grown. Lots of work remains until it is completey finished, and we won't be able to play baseball for over a week, but at least we can now admire the beauty of grass and concrete. (note: 3rd image was staged complete with tupperware iced tea pitcher, soccer ball, and Max's new water table from Nana)