This reminds me of a childhood story: My siblings and I always got tasked with shoveling the driveway as kids. It wasn't a big driveway, but we always dreaded doing it. One day we were about half done shoveling after a big storm, and one of the neighbors comes over with his snowblower and starts helping us out. After about 5 seconds of that, my mother comes running out of the house waving her arms and says something like "No, no. The kids can shovel. They don't mind." So he turned around and headed home, and we picked up our shovels and finished. I grew up in The County. Go figure.