This afternoon we headed off to the park with lunch and three bags of bread. “Bread?” you ask. Yes, bread. But not for us. The bread was for the ducks.

Feeding the ducks is cheap entertainment. Except today we bought the bread at Dollar General. Don’t let the “dollar” in the name fool you. Stuff is so not a dollar at Dollar General. In fact prices are so far from a dollar they should change their name to “Super overpriced, might as well go to a convenience store, General,” although that probably wouldn’t fit on their sign.

There was one duck who was missing his webbing between two of his little ducky toes. The poor guy was limping all over the place. And the other ducks weren’t playing nice. The kids were really upset about the way the ducks were treating the hurt duck. They wanted to take him home. But we figured he probably wouldn’t stay in the pool and we didn’t want him hobbling in to the street. So we left him at the park.

While we were feeding the ducks we learned something we never knew about ducks. Ducks can jump. And ducks will jump when you hold a piece of bread a couple of inches above their head. It was hilarious. And Lee [who sucks with the video camera] got it on tape.

When our bread was all gone and our lunches were eaten, we headed off to the playground to swing and slide and drive the play firetruck.

Lee was having some trouble beating me at our “who can swing higher?” contest so he asked Caleb to give him a little push.

Then Skyler wanted to take a driving test and asked dad to help her. Lee kept giving her instructions like “turn right” or “slow down.” Then Caleb got in on the game and kept running in front of the firetruck. As soon as he ran in front of the truck Skyler would slam on the brakes. Right before I took this photo Caleb had been hit and was laying flat on his back in the wood chips. It was hilarious, but I couldn’t my camera out in time to snap a shot. So this is his not quite as convincing re-enactment.

By the time we were done playing at the park we were sweating so we decided to go home and jump in the pool. Ah, refreshing.

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