It’s that time of year when the world’s best toys fall from the sky.
This is the time of year when no actual raking gets done, but if I hand two boys a pair of rakes, I receive in return about an hour of silence. At least until one Kiddo whacks another and then everyone gets ordered back inside to gripe there where the neighbors won’t think I’m running a home for feral children.
A couple of days ago, Kiddo4 had a friend over, and they asked for the rakes, which I promptly handed over. I figured they were going to make a huge pile of leaves with the intention of leaping into it and redistributing it across the lawn. Why? Well, subtle hints like this:
Kiddo4: “Mom! Can we have the rakes?”
Friend: “We want to make a HUGE leaf pile!”
Kiddo4: “And jump in it!”
But what they did instead was go under the pine trees and start raking in patterns. They raked up pathways and made walls, and an hour later, they brought me outside to see their Labyrinth.
I tried to get still pictures, but it didn’t really work without Kiddo4’s explanation, so I’ll let him tell you about it in his own words: