After work yesterday my mom offered to walk around a nearby hospital lake with me and Rickybear. I agreed, but backed out when I was halfway there. My feet hurt! We stopped anyway so Ricky could play with the ducks and the geese... and so my mom could be chased by a big loud goose who tried to eat her.
How many times can I say he's a ham?
He giggled and giggled when they squawked at him. When he started running towards the water, though, we had to pack it up and head back.
And what could be more fun than wearing mommy's sunglasses?
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