I was talking with my daughter-in-law last week when the subject of ‘playing in the leaves’ came up. She and my son would be working for the next 4-5 days so they would be able to come over, to let the boys play in the leaves. So, why not?
I had plenty of leaves sitting on my front yard, just waiting for a pile, and a couple of boys. With the leaf blower, and a little ‘elbow grease,’ in an hour or so the stage was set. All it was lacking was a couple of boys…
Then I went over to the school and picked up Noah (6). He was excited when I told him we were going back to my house, to play in the leaves.
When we got here I told Evan to head up and sit in the porch. He just kinda looked at me. Then I went on to explain, “Playing in the leaves is just for ‘happy boys,’ not sad boys.’ When he saw that I meant it, he said, “Grampa, I’m a happy boy!” I just had to laugh….