 I once asked my oldest son, Trent, to rake the pine needles out of the rock bed in the front yard. It's a dirty job, but it had to get done. And he did okay, but there were a few areas that were tough to reach. And I thought, well, he could have done a little better. So I stepped in and said, hey, let me show you how to get those hard-to-reach places. And I went at it. Several minutes later, after I'd already cleared about 10 to 15 yards worth of pine needles, I looked back over my shoulder.