It gets darker sooner now. I swear Momma and Daddy are putting me to bed sooner, even if they won’t admit it. It’s like just because the sun has an earlier bedtime, I have to too? No. Let me rephrase that in toddler speak: NO! No no no no no. Anyway, besides the sun’s earlier bedtime, I’ve noticed the leaves turning those pretty colors again…the ones that make you feel warm- the reds, yellows and oranges.
Last year at this time I was just learning colors. Now, I can tell Momma about the leaves, their colors, that they are falling to the ground, and that they don’t taste good. I even get to try hiding Lyla in them by covering her all up with the leaves on the ground. Tee hee. Just kidding, I would NEVER do that to her. Or would I? Tee hee.
It’s hard not to notice all the leaves and their warmth because Momma stops at every tree for pictures. And if we aren’t doing that, we are looking at the leaves on the ground. Momma says we live in a tree house. Sounds cool, but I’m not buying it. I do know there are trees all over that drop leaves and acorns. Some of our leaves are prickly, some are brown, some are yellow, some are red. Sometimes the acorns drop on us or the puppies! When the leaves fall on the ground you can kick them around, taste them, cover your baby sister with them…okay, just kidding about that last part. Tee hee.
What’s strange is that very often, when I’m about to eat the leaves or dirt, or when I’m covering Lyla with leaves and dirt (like I would EVER do that), or when I’m trying to feed leaves to the chickens, Momma yells, “Leave it!”. Um…yea lady, there are leaves. That’s what I’m trying to play with here so just move along. Besides, Lyla likes the leaves…she told me. So I keep doing what I’m doing and Momma stares at me, looking upset. After just one more, pretty, red leaf to cover Lyla, I save Momma the trouble, look her straight in the eye and say for her, “Leave. It!”.