The weather lately has been nothing short of MARVELOUS! -As is to be expected Nov-Mar in Arizona. And for some reason, all I've wanted to do for weeks was to go as a family to the park and feed the ducks. I think they did it in an episode of Curious George or something, and the image of it just stuck -Curious George has done that before. One time, he gave me a huge hankering for grapes because he was using a bunch of them in one of his curious adventures. Basically, we've been watching a lot of that trouble-causing monkey around these parts lately.
Obviously (I mean, we have photographic evidence, people), we were able to find time to take our fancy-Valentine's-french-toast-bread leftovers to a nearby park and make my monkey-induced dreams come true. And it was wonderful. I loved watching Fox throw in his little bread pieces and quack at the ducks. Pretty sure the ducks loved it too -more and more kept appearing from nowhere. The experience wasn't quite as relaxing as I imagined though, as Fox wanted to get in the lake so bad. We had to keep a very close eye on him.
We've been spending lots of time outdoors each day and it is so great -mostly because it wears Fox out and he's ready for a nap as soon as we get home (#lazymom). But I'm also just trying to soak in as much of this nice weather as possible before the sun decides to scorch our faces off in a few months (AZ summers ...why you gotta be so hot?).