I dropped off the crew and left. My son and daughters went to work in my parents' garden and beach area. My son was a human plow, I heard. The girls hauled limbs and raked pine cones. I should have stayed around and watched my mom make fried rice. The kids raved about hers. Maybe next time.
Pictured: My younger daughter took a turn driving the tractor.
Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men, Colossians 3:23 ESV