Classic Leaf House

You know: a classic leaf house. I knew them well growing up: leaf piles spread in careful lines to form the wall boundaries. I think growing up should include them. S0: I literally transported a few wheelbarrows worth of the neighbor's leaves and dumped them onto our back grass (to later be thrown over the garden fence to be tilled in) and I taught the girls the rules of play. Meg has built one before. Paige was eager to learn of the chance to have a room of her own.

The girls tried to explain the rules to Tyler. He'd at times follow behind from room to room. But, not able to distinguish between what was "in" and what was "out," he was often banished for jumping "over" (or through) the lines. Banished to the remaining leaf pile...or to the garden where he could freely chuck grass clippings...or where he could meticulously place grass into every old onion hole.

But, most often he would quickly wander back from such banishment and ROAR loudly at the girls. Such an intimidating roar...when followed by such cute, chunky smile!