Once I had the mower ready I tried to put Jesson into his stroller with some snacks so I could get the lawn cut. He cried with heartbroken tears running down his face because he couldn't come with me. So, being the push-over that I am, I devised a seat for him to ride in. He loved it for the first couple of rounds, then had enough and was content to watch from the sidelines again. He's such a boy! I did finally end up getting the weeds shortened after all of that.