Every fall I tell myself to just rake the leaves and leave the leaf blower alone and every year I find myself walking around our yard blasting the brown crunchies all over the place except for the place I want them to go. Today was no different, but I did manage to blast the leaves, water and gunk out of the gutters which is always kinda fun, and much easier than the gag inducing older method of scooping out handfuls of soaked and rotting mother nature vomit and plopping it into a bucket.
Luke saw the ladder against the house and wanted to go up on the roof, so up we went. He was thrilled, and I even lowered my guard enough to let go of his hand for a few seconds. Now he knows what the neighbors roof looks like, and I imagine he will miss no opportunities to brag about it for the next month.
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