Over the weekend Margie asked if we could feed the geese at TJ Evans Park. I grabbed my camera and some old bread and we headed off to the park.
We got there and there were 3 ducks beside a park bench, what a perfect afternoon! What great fun! Noah and Margie took turns trying to get the ducks to take bread from their hand.
That lasted about 3 minutes.
I like to call these guys the Brooklyn Gang. They were pushy and loud. Their arrival marked the beginning of the end, apocolyptic end, indeed!
The rest of the gang arrived.
“Ah, we heard you had bread…”
Margie and Noah moved to the safety of the bench. Margie was still okay with it all until the leader of the Brooklyn gang tried to get her attention from behind. Margie stood up on the bench, stepped on the bread and lost her footing and fell down on the concrete in amongst the geese. The scream heard round the world.
Once I made sure she was okay the comedy of it all set in. It is so difficult not to laugh when your child is screaming in pain and fear!
And Noah made it even harder!
I don’t think Margie will be asking to feed the geese again anytime soon…
The leader of the Brooklyn gang tried to aplogize but she wasn’t listening!
We ended the day on a good note… Margie found the swings and Noah caught a fish…
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LMAO!!! Priceless. You hear me? Priceless. That one of Noah laughing made me just about pee my pants. Ya’ll are mean! She’s gonna grow up, see those pics and be like “I hate you. All of you.” Then I’ll have to side with Margie. Saying, “I know, I know. Your Mom was mean and took pictures of me too.” Then we’ll bond and you’ll be confused.
Comment by April — July 23, 2008 @ 9:40 pm |
Btw…I’m gonna send you a postcard from the beach. Watch fer it.
Comment by April — July 23, 2008 @ 9:41 pm |