The Last Drop

We are drinking in fall to the very last drop around here. Yesterday, the sun was shining and the air was warm. It was not a day to stay indoors, so Issa and I picked up Evan early and we headed out for some more fun in the leaves. Both kids were a bit handier with a rake yesterday:
I think knowing what was coming helped:

That is a flop! They also discovered throwing leaves yesterday:

I wish you could hear the giggles. It's amazing how something as simple as leaf can bring so very much joy.

Eventually, the fun needed to come to an end. We are fortunate to have a town leaf sweeper, so we just need to get the leaves to the curb and they are sucked up to become compost for the town. As I was raking the pile ever so slowly towards the curb, Issa devised a far better plan:

The wagon is so much faster, and the kids thought it was hysterical. Check out the results of our efforts:

After all that work, we needed a trip to the park. It seemed so unfair that the leaves should get a wagon ride and not the kiddos...or so Issa would have me believe. And really, how can you not enjoy these last few walks to the park before the arctic air comes sweeping in?

Look at that big girl go! One good push and she's on her own. Evan also loves a little time in a swing:

Yep...fall really has been good to the last drop.