At 8 and 5, Abby and Zach are still remarkably good playmates when left to their own devices. Last week, our two giant silver maple trees out back let most of their foliage drop, so it was time to rake. Abby and Zach immediately asked if they could help, so I gave them two rakes and told them I'd be out in a few minutes. When I got outside, this is what I saw:
"What are you guys doing?" I asked.
"We're playing birds. This is our nest."
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