How does fun somehow turn into work when you become an adult?
Leaves used to be so much fun to see changing and falling, and then to get to play in. Now I watch the 5 30+ foot tall trees in our backyard dropping their leaves and I just groan. They're lovely, but they're a lot of work too.
Do my boys think so?
Nope, just another fun afternoon in the sun and warm weather while mom blows leaves on us and then sucks them up and takes away our pile. Can you spot Isla in there? She's actually in both pictures if you can spot the tiny bit of her pink shirt and blond hair escaping from the pile.
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