old soul

A few weeks ago Parker and his papa raked and bagged all of our leaves except for one pile that Parker claimed for himself. He jumped around in it, made a fort out of it, road his bike into it, and threw the leaves in the air.

But yesterday as we were walking home from school Parker asked if I would help him finish the job. He said it was time to say goodbye to the leaves because he could feel winter coming in the air.  When he says things like that I always wonder if it was something discussed at school, or if he really does have the soul of an old man.

Either way, I love that kid.

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