Scott and I have been talking about the fall leaves a lot recently. We point out red ones and yellow ones as we drive down the street, as well as the ones that are still green. Every day when we come home we pick out a favorite one to bring inside, and Scott reminds me that they turn colors and then FALL DOWN! Oh no! Our small tree in the front yard does not create a very big pile, but you can still run over them with a tricycle. "My squash 'em, Momma." After successful "squashing" we took the leaves to the hill in the back yard and dumped them into the woods.
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