Weekend Outtakes: A Moment in the Leaves

As it is NaBloPoMo, I have to post everyday. As it’s Saturday and I haven’t yet made the chili for our chili series yet this week, I still have to post something. I took some great pictures of the boys separately over the past two days, but I’m saving those to share with you at a later date. I figured a great way to share moments on the weekend, when I don’t have much time to write or even think, would be to share some outtakes. You know, those moments that happen while you’re trying to do something else.

This particular photo came about when I was trying to get the boys to look at me while I stood above them in our leaf pile. They never did. But I like this picture all the same.

We never seem to have a nice, dry fall in which the kids can romp in the leaves. Until this year. Today it is 60 degrees. The sun is shining. The leaves have been dry for quite a few days. And so, out we went. They squealed. They laughed. They threw leaves in the air. They jumped into leaves. They tripped on each other. They whined a little bit. They laughed some more.

And I just kept snapping the camera. And occasionally telling one not to sit on the others’ head. You know, the act of mothering in a pile of leaves. I’m still picking leaf parts out of my own hair. They’ll probably still be there when I run into the newspaper later today and, after that, onto a friend’s (Shutterfly House Party) party. Someone might see them, might point out the leaf pieces in my hair. I’ll smile and laugh and say, “Yes, I had a good day with my sons.”

Even when they sat on my head in the leaves.