The magical thing about kids is that their simple existance means you stop stressing for a moment. You stop thinking about the 5 trillion leaves that you are not sure you'll get raked before snow flies. You stop stressing about what the yard will look like when the family comes for Thanksgiving in a few weeks.
Because when you come down to it, when you find imps like this in the leaf pile, nothing else seems as important! :-)
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Sadly, I haven't found adorable children in my leaf piles when I rake my yard - all I find is MORE leaves!!! We have oak leaves everywhere - I just hate their tenacity and resilience.
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