He would just tromp through the piles until they weren't so high...then he'd move to another pile.
He told me, "i needa bing da wagon in da leaves".
He was good help though. He did stomp the leaves down so more would fit in the garbage (and yes, he is inside the garbage can)
He loves to pick these and try to blow the little floaties off. He's not very good at it though, since when he tries to blow he usually just goes "ffffffff". I am trying to teach him not to blow through his teeth, without any luck though.
Another stomping-the-leaves-photo...does the fact that the garbage can is "green" make it any less gross that he is in there??


