We thought we'd take advantage of a sunny, 60 degree Sunday (sorry everyone up north!) and take a pre-Super Bowl trip to feed the ducks. Anna seemed very perplexed with these big, strange-looking things quacking at her, but it was too close to her nap time to care too much about the ruckus. Or maybe this was old news to her...she does have a stuffed duckling and bathtime rubber ducky at home. On our way out, Anna gave them a wave goodbye and a couple quacks.
Not pictured: swarms of seagulls buzzing our heads and snatching the bread pieces up before they made it to the ducks...arrgh!