Mike, Uncle John and Lucy.
Sometimes I feel bad that my kids have not had their own home to grow up in. But they have been able to grow up in Papa and Grandmas home.
Moments like these have not been missed just relocated. I am thankful that they have opportunities to do the simple things like play in the leaves.
Doesn't seem to matter how old they are either.
Fun is fun.
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