As we were walking down the sidewalk, Azer looked up into the sky as a gust blew up, and he said, "Look Mommy, its like its raining leaves!" Very poetic I think.
I have memories as a child of collecting leaves and things in a basket outdoors in my grandparents backyard. I thought the kids would enjoy collecting the brightest leaves. We've got a very bright basket so far!
After looking at the basket intensely, Azer said, "It looks like the leaves are thirsty." Is it time for a science lesson?
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