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Park Time...

We decided to take Lyla for her first trip to the park today. There is a local park that has a duck pond (I use the term 'pond' loosely), and even though I am terrified of birds, we decided to have a go at it. Luckily, the ducks were much tamer than those I was used to in Lubbock and not quite as aggressive when they wanted the food. I put on my brave pants in front of Lyla so that she could experience the ducks without a freaked-out mom! We also played in the shade and had fun on the swings. It started to get pretty warm, so we didn't stay long but it was a fun outing!


Hangin' with mom and dad
Ah, this is the life
I'm flying!
Trying out her park legs
She loves standing
Chill time with dad
Hello park!
Chill time with mom
Looking at the ducks
Getting ready to feed the ducks

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  1. UnknownSeptember 13, 2010 at 8:49 PM

    So proud of you taking that sweet baby to see the ducks! I kept thinking she might be deprived without a duck experience ;) We visit our ducks almost nightly, and I have to keep my little guy from jumping in after them when they decide to "go night-night". I miss you, friend!

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