One nice, warm, calm day recently, we went out in the yard to play in leaves. I raked up a pile, with no illusions that the pile was for anything except to play in. We always have several truckloads of leaves to haul from our yard every autumn, but it was too nice a day to actually start that. So that meant it was time just to have fun!
Desert Boy quickly got into the spirit of things. He liked being buried up to his neck in leaves. Then he invented a game of picking up a bunch of leaves and throwing them.
I'm not sure why that amused him, but it did. And I was comfortable so I just watched.
Of course two-year old attention spans are rather short, so before long it was time for another game. This one consisted of running back and forth through the leaves. It went on for quite awhile. I kept hoping he might be using up some of his abundant energy. I find that his abundant energy comes from a very deep source and can last much longer than I would ever expect!
With the leaves scattered, it was time to rake them back into a big pile and get buried again.
And then it was time to get back up and start the cycle all over again!
One nice, warm, calm day recently, we went out in the yard to play in leaves. I raked up a pile, with no illusions that the pile was for anything except to play in. We always have several truckloads of leaves to haul from our yard every autumn, but it was too nice a day to actually start that. So that meant it was time just to have fun!
Desert Boy quickly got into the spirit of things. He liked being buried up to his neck in leaves. Then he invented a game of picking up a bunch of leaves and throwing them.
I'm not sure why that amused him, but it did. And I was comfortable so I just watched.
Of course two-year old attention spans are rather short, so before long it was time for another game. This one consisted of running back and forth through the leaves. It went on for quite awhile. I kept hoping he might be using up some of his abundant energy. I find that his abundant energy comes from a very deep source and can last much longer than I would ever expect!
With the leaves scattered, it was time to rake them back into a big pile and get buried again.
And then it was time to get back up and start the cycle all over again!
3 comments:
Some of my best memories from childhood are of jumping in the leaves. My Dad used to rake up a huge pile in front of our swingset and let us jump from the swings!!
I agree. I still love to take a walk and kick up leaves. When we were kids growing up in Chicago in the 50's, we would rake the leaves into the streets, and burn them at night. Pretty cool at the time.
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I guess there is still a little kid in me. As I was finishing up a run recently and walking by your parent's house, they had a pile of leaves by the curb that were too tempting for me to resist...I fell back in them and did a leaf angel (kinda like a snow angel...but not as pretty). We don't have any leaves in our yard, so I was glad to have a bit of fun in my neighbors!
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