What's not to love about fall? All right, the impending snow, I don't love that (except it brings with it Christmas) and the hours of raking, and the cleaning out of the gutters (actually I like that. Something about climbing on the roof that makes me feel challenged).
What I mean is, how can you not love the colors? It's like God knows that winter is so bleak and grey so he gives our senses a color overload right before to get us through. I love the way every thing is golden and bright and vibrant. I love how Autumn smells, I love apples and cider and pie. I love oatmeal cookies (which are fallish for some reason). I just love this time of year. And, I will admit I am already getting excited for Christmas.
What I love the most is how every year my kids are more and more into the leaf-pile-jumping. It brings back such warm memories of my childhood and my dad. Today was our first official leaf jumping excursion of the year. It was a good one, I know because SuperH took my hand and said excitedly "This is the best leaf day ever!"
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| Weeeee! |
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| Blech leaf in my mouth! |
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| This is so silly! |
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| Bonsai! |
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| Crazy evil toddler laughter. |
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| leaf tickling or leaf sword fighting? |
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| Is he planking? |
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| Evil quick sand leaf pile. |
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| Dad... |
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| Body... |
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| Slam! |
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