We teach Luke of the wonderful seasons of the year, but I am beginning to think he doesn't believe us. We tell him of leaves in the fall and snow in the winter and he looks around with confusion. So far his life has consisted of two seasons: hot and not so hot. Luckily, Grandma Greer's neighbors have a beautiful yard covered in color-changing trees. A few weeks ago all the leaves fell off and Luke loved throwing them, jumping into piles of them and having an all out wild rumpus.
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