The other evening, Q and I went to a cute park near our house. She was super excited about feeding the ducks and playing on the toys.
She laughed every time she threw a piece of bread into the water, and was so happy when the ducks would eat it. She had absolutely no aim, but was really happy when the bread would land in different spots so all the ducks could have some food.
I didn't bring nearly enough bread (bad mom), but she had fun nonetheless.
After the ducks, we went over to the playground and rode the swings for bit.
Then she found a cute little "friend" and played on the big toy for a long while. climbing the stairs, going up and down on the slides. She was in heaven. Plus, another little family, had a couple small dogs there, and Q just loved petting them. She even got crouched down, patting her legs and calling them "Sandy...come here Sandy, come here Sandy" (In her mind all dogs are named Sandy...thanks Annie).
It was a good little evening.