Day Eight: Leaves

One of Evita’s latest obsessions is collecting leaves in our yard. She’ll pick one up, parade it around, hand it to me, then go for another one. She’ll crunch it in her hand, tear it apart, and give it a taste. I probably shouldn’t let her do so, but motherhood has taught me that some battles aren’t worth fighting. Leaves entertain her more than any toy in her closet. See for yourself…
These are the afternoons I know I’ll miss the most one day…

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