Freddy Krueger and the Pornographic Duck Pond

Collin got to feed the ducks this weekend. Unfortunately for Collin, Mommy dressed him poorly. I didn't realize that the outfit I selected, made him look like a nightmare-haunting scary dude until AFTER he was dressed. At least I didn't make him wear claws, right? Hey, at least he doesn't look like Mommy who apparently can't tell whether she is dressed for bed or the gym. Mommy spent all weekend alternating between studying and resting her yucky head. Boring. This was my break.

Also, the ducks are so well fed at the duck park, they refused to eat unless you basically whacked them in the head with the food and, even then, it was a stretch. So we took our wares to the squirrels who were happy to have them. They were surrounding us and nearly taking food out of our hands, something I found adorable and a bit creepy as when I say surrounding, I do mean surrounding. Bryon wouldn't let us actually hand feed them, something that in theory I agree with but in practice...oh, they are so darn cute when they are close! I waaaaaanted to!

Anyway, we had fun. Until....I briefly thought I should shield my son's eyes. Is he ready for the birds and the bees talk?

Kidding, of course. But have you ever really seen a tree with a penis before? I haven't. Well, now you have.