Feeding the ducks

As we fight the cold weather cabin fever, we found a glimpse of warmth and took advantage.  The stale bread was stashed in the back of the pantry- just ready for this moment.  See, the little guy is obsessed with two thing, anything with wheels, and all animals big and small.  Our smarty pants will "mooo," "baa-aa-aa,""ca-ca-do-doooo," "wooo wooo," and "kak kak kak" all day long.  He loves his animals.

So with some mild weather and a little sun we were ready to blow his little mind.  We were off to feed the ducks. 

Just watching my two boys explore... it’s breathtaking, and sucks the beat outta my chest.

But the best was yet to come.  The ducks.

Once those tiny blue eyes locked in on his ducks, he started quackin'- "kak kak kak"

He took his duck feeding seriously and we couldn't get the bread into those tiny hands fast enough.  He stomped with excitement as he dropped his tiny pieces of bread- barely clearing the deck- to the flappin', quckin' ducks below.  kak kak kak

We called it a grand success and went on our merry way.  Off to explore, but well be back to see our ducks.