Feeding the ducks

I took both the boys to the local church to feed the ducks. I have talked about taking Blaine there for months, but I never could seem to find the time to actually go. Yesterday afternoon we gathered up all the bread and french fries we could find and loaded up in the car. As soon as we pulled into the front parking area next to the pond the ducks and geese flocked around the car and Blaine was very excited as we got out of the car.

 Five minutes later my soon-to-be six year old was holding on tight to my legs and yelling at the ducks to step back. There are several different species of goose and duck that leave at this pond during the warmer months and none of them have any sense of personal space. The white ducks would get so close they would stand on my feet and the Canadian geese, who are only inches shorter than Blaine, would stare him down until he threw the bread at them. Several times whole slices of bread where thrown into the feeding frenzy before I could stop him.

In the end it was a great outing! Blaine eventually overcame his fear and he even ended up naming a few of the more stubborn ducks that wouldn't leave him alone. It was a bonding experience to say the least and although Levy slept though it I am sure he had a good time.