We were just outside playing in the backyard and the kids were engaging in one of their favourite activities, which is pulling grass out of the ground. Personally I do not see the appeal, but apparently all the cool kids are doing it these days. Anyway, I admonished them to STOP IT several times, with no real progress towards obedience, when I had my third best idea ever (after marrying Sir Monkeypants, and pairing cool whip with pancakes).

I told the kids that they could pull grass up, if it was the grass under the treehouse.

They spoke not a word, but set right to work, efficiently clearing about half of the area around the little picnic table. The Captain was especially good at it, getting several small plants by the roots. How brilliant am I?

Grass: 0, Turtleheads: 1.