Our house is surrounded by trees and what happens to trees in the fall?  Their leaves fall.  Whose job is it to rake the leaves?  Yep, that’s right.  It’s mine.  Raking happens to hurt Joel’s arms too much, just like mowing makes me sneeze something fierce.  The boys were napping when Joel and I looked outside and noticed it was not raining.  With a big sigh, I headed outside, looking my best.  Just as I got big piles of leaves ready to collect and put in our green bin, who should wake up and want to help mommy?  The best two helpers in the world, that’s who.  They helped me spread that pile of leaves right back over the grass.  Giving up, I helped too, by pouring leaves over them.  It was tons of fun.  I had to wait until they got too cold before I could finish my chore.  How soon before I can hand the raking job over to them?  Two workers are better than one!