One of these days...

we'll break down and buy a rake. On the other hand, we've been here 2 yrs with 1 more to go and haven't gotten one yet. Maybe we can hold out a bit longer. I know I look pretty funny using Mary's toy rake. I'm too embarrassed to use it in the front yard for fear of criticism, incredulity, or flat out hysterical laughter from the neighbors. ( I will say that our neighbor's 6 yr old son saw me and he just stood there staring...and staring...and staring). Luckily, this week the front yard didn't need it as bad as the back. Here's what I looked like from the eyes of a 3 yr old.

Mary kept telling me to say "Cheese!"