Today is our first real fally-type day in Chicago that we’ve had since mid-September. At least in my opinion. Before today, it’s always been warm enough by mid day that I’ve wanted to take off my jacket and change into a not quite so heavy sweater. Today I wore my fleece jacket into the gym where Little Miss had open gym.
Oh. And the leaves are really falling. Our trees are getting to that almost but not quite bare part where you can start to see the ghosts the wee ones made and hung up in one of our trees.
The wee ones are fascinated with the falling leaves. They remember a few years back when my husband raked up all the leaves into huge piles for them to jump into. They want to do it again. Since it’s been so nice here lately, we’ve been spending a lot of time outside every day, and the wee ones decided they’d do their own raking.
I’m not about to stop them from their industry by telling them that they can’t. Instead, I get down the rake… and then down our outdoor broom since no one wants to be left out of the fun job of raking. The wee ones will spend thirty or forty minutes raking the leaves. Mister Man focuses on trying to keep the leaves from blowing away – a somewhat hopeless task given how windy it’s been lately, while Little Miss drags the leaves from wherever she finds them – generally far from the already raked pile – and uses the broom to try to pull a few of them to the pile.
It’s adorable. It isn’t very effective, but they’re having a blast.
Today my husband truly raked the leaves, and Little Miss of course requested a leaf pile. She even got out her broom all on her own to help.
And once the leaf pile was raked, she spent the next twenty minutes jumping in it and burying herself in the leaves. I had a blast, too. Now the trouble is trying to figure out which picture to put into the calendar for next year.
Shhhhh, don’t tell Mister Man what we did while he was at school today!