While Halloween was a day for witches, ghosts and goblins, the fondest memory I made during the recent holiday was watching my son enjoy one of the most innocent and pure childhood traditions during this time of year - playing in the autumn leaves.
It may not seem that significant to many of you, but it was to me. This was the first time (at least that I know of) that my 4-year-old son discovered the joys of playing, jumping and burying himself in a huge pile of leaves.