It was autumn and you, Ghost, and your baby boy were playing outside. You raked up a large pile of leaves to jump into, but Ghost stopped you. He took the baby and went to the pile.

“1… 2… 3!” He tossed the baby into the pile of leaves and quickly started digging. He did pull the baby out and clean them off. “Uh… Sorry, mate.” He patted the baby’s head.