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Feeding the ducks

We wagged homeschooling group today (oooh-ahhhh), and went and fed the ducks at our favourite park instead... It was a bright, sunny day, so all the photos are a tad overexposed (I NEED a digital SLR, LOL!)...


Here's Dave and the boys at the lake side. We *think* the two Indian Runners you see there (the white ducks) are the same pair we used to feed when Erik was a baby, if not, then they might be the grown duckings from a few years back...

Bryn slept through the duck feeding, which was a shame in a way, being that this was his first trip to this park and to see the ducks...

I decided to wear Bryn today, and get in some exercise that way. It wasn't too bad. It really helps that I can wear him pn my back already



Then we took the boys over to the playground, at which time Bryn, of course, woke up, LOLOLOL!!!

He seemed quite happy enough just to sit and watch his brothers playing...

Looking at this photo, I can see I've lost weight, but hmmmm, I might rethink the light blue singlet and white skirt next time, hehehehe!

Bryn, for his part is sporting one of his new nappies that arrived in the mail today... I love these nappies, they spunky and so trim and he wore that nappy for 5 hours (I know, bad mum, but no rash, thank goodness) with not a hint of dampness, in fact, when I changed him a moment ago his bum was still dry to the touch, though the flanny flat inside the pocket was soaked!

The boys love the giant slide at the park and have literally grown up sliding down that slide. I have photos of each of them at different ages going down this slide...

Comments

katef said…
I think you look really great in the skirt and top... have no idea what you are worried about! But love love love that photo of Bryn on your back!
Leah said…
What a lovely set of photos :) Looks like a nice day :)

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