quack, quack

On Saturday afternoon/evening I met my friend Melinda at the park so the kids could play. She had brought a loaf of bread to feed the ducks. We ended up finding some geese, who seemed to be quite willing to take the bread. It would come right up to us and take it out of our hands. The kids got a real kick out if it, including Jason who sat there and yelled at them in fascination. Those geese can really cop an attitude though. I swear one was hissing at us when we weren't feeding it.

Later, on the complete opposite side of the lake, Tyler read a sign that said not to feed the geese. Oops.