…and geese. I took Livia to feed some ducks. “Some” ducks quickly turned into a lot of bold geese and I made a fast plan in my minds-eye that involved grabbing Liv and our lunch and heading for the hills in one swift motion. Fortunately, the geese didn’t get too close and I never had to fish my child from the murky green pond waters (there was a second plan involving a dramatic water rescue; what can I say? I’m a contingency-planner). Picnicking and feeding the ducks on a beautiful Friday afternoon was a delight. In moments like this, my three year old is just the person I want by my side.