I have a friend who tells me this EVERY SINGLE time I drive really close to the curb to plow through piles of leaves that I drag down the streets in every Fall. She is ALWAYS wrong!
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That only happens in Utah.
ReplyDeleteThank goodness, she's wrong!!! Here it is mid November and the leaves haven't turned into a brown crispy pile. Watch out...that is when you might find a kid.
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ReplyDeleteI thought of you yesterday while I was riding my bike through the neighborhood. I saw a pile of leaves against the curb and rode through them. I soooo loved the crunching sound and then thought how funny it would have been if there was a kid in there.
ReplyDeleteIt's not entirely safe to ride a bike when you've got the giggles.
Glad you weren't in my hood when I was a kid. I would have been squished.
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