Raking Leaves

An amazing thing happened this past weekend. I asked for and received immediate help with the yard work. I actually didn't even utter the words "rake leaves" but before I could get out there in the front yard, Caz was already out with rake in hand. Coco was on his way too. I don't want to imply that the kids never help. But usually there is a fair amount of cajoling, bartering, pleading, whining, and/or complaining, by one or all of us. This time it was pleasant and respectful all the way around. It is one of those times that you can sense that your hard work in parenting is paying off and maybe, just maybe, you are doing the right thing.