Fill ten bags, I was told. That was my mission. "Ha!" I thought to myself, "If you think I'm not going to attempt to make the largest pile of leaves I can, then I don't know what sort of child you think you raised."
I was scolded, as I attempted this. "You're just creating more work for yourself!" "This is a chore, Kelly, it isn't meant to be fun." But this was nothing compared to the reaction to my decision to jump into one of the piles. I was told that adults don't jump into leaf piles because we're heavier, and I was going to hit the ground and hit it HARD.
Did I? Yes. Did it hurt? Hell yes. Did it stop me from doing it a second time? OF COURSE NOT.
Did the dogs attack me as soon as I hit the ground? Duh.