I love Leabs

This is what Bridget calls the leaves, so when she tells me that she loves leabs she means she wants to outside and crunch them. There is only one problem with that...
Our leabs are BIG and GREEN even though they are falling off our tree. In fact our entire neighborhood has naked trees except for us. Our next door neighbors have the "brown crunchy kind that we like" - Lucas.
So first we raked ours up and made a pile and then played in theirs. Then it was too hot (42 degrees) so we took off our jackets to play in our pile. See the difference?

Ours

Theirs

It was a fun afternoon and then we came inside for dinner.