

Every day, this is big brother's chore. One load of wood. Some days it's more. Like today. But today we worked together, making tracks in the snow with boots and sleds. Load the wood, ferry the wood, stack the wood by the door.
A good chore for a strong boy, I told him. I let him know how much is work is appreciated. And every day, out he goes, without complaint.
And see the good result: a toasty toasty warm house.