Today we were hanging out in the den and I look through the sliding glass doors and there is this random duck, just chilling on the deck. So I point it out to the kids and A (who loves anything and everything involving animals of any kind these days) starts quacking at it. Only it sounds more like a bark, but whatever. The duck totally turned towards us and gave us this look.
We had a rare July day here in New York – the high was only 70 degrees! Still, it was the first day in a week M wasn’t sick and we were determined to get out and do something.