We went to see the ducks at the pond today. Henry has really been loving animals recently, but there seems to be something extra exciting about ducks, geese, and waterbirds in general. I know I'm sharing a trillion pictures of essentially the same thing, but each one captures the extreme excitement he was feeling about it all... and I love it so, so much. Don't you miss the days when something so simple was so incredibly thrilling? It's my favorite thing, seeing things in that way through Henry. We were both giggling like crazy, and he pointed for 30 minutes straight squealing, all the while. We tried to walk around the whole pond but Mr. Independent wanted to walk (basically run) all by himself and go too close to the water. He also didn't want me to touch him while he stood near the water (yeah right, little man!) I'm starting to get the sense that in a few short months, this boy is going to be literally running from me while I trail behind trying to catch him. He has a fiery little independent spirit, and a stubbornness much like his Mama, and I think I'm going to have my work cut out for me when he gets faster on those feet.
SO MUCH POINTING- I love it!