Emma noted that I'd failed to report on her birthday. It was on Friday. She spent the day doing her usual things--sleeping, watching squirrels, sleeping, eating, playing with her toy mouse, sleeping.
The yard is much improved. J spent a good portion of his long weekend pulling weeds. He got rid of most of the most prolific ones, and is now down to little sprouts. And he nearly filled our yard waste container.
Next week--cutting back the erigeron.