Poop ducks

Poop ducks out Mommy?  This is the park that Conor and I go to on our bike ride home from school  we like to watch tennis  spin around  play one for the money on the swing and meet friends  one time we stepped in duck poop

 

EDIT: Less than 10 minutes later, I was walking back from getting Conor’s water bottle and talking on my phone for 2 min with my old boss, when Conor started screaming.  I couldn’t tell whether he jammed/broke his finger at the bottom of the slide or was stung by a bee.  I biked home as fast as I could (1.5 miles away or so) with him screaming, told Jordan to delay going to paddle, called our neighbor nurse to come over and take a look… basically, I think he stung it (even though this is not a high-bee park!) and he watched multiple episodes of Daniel Tiger and Dora that night to distract him.  So, that’s the other side of nice C&E dates.

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