Revenge of the Geese

Emery LOVES to have picnics and she formerly loved to feed the ducks, (I will explain) so we decided to venture out to Layton Park when Benji Boy came home from work on Monday evening.


We found a lovely shaded spot on the top of a hill overlooking the duck pond, and we set up our blanket and started to eat. WELL, after 30 seconds of eating, Emers was running all over the blanket, jumping over the food and knocking over drinks. She was SOoO excited to go feed the ducks! We told her she had to eat first. She insisted she was done (after taking one bite) so Ben told her that if she was done, the geese were going to come and eat her quesadilla. Apparently, the geese had heard Ben's comments and were all too willing to help out-- about 30 BIG geese Started HONKING and marching up the hill toward us. Emery immediately grabbed her quesadilla and started screaming in TERROR. However, this was a hardcore flock of geese- they weren't scared of us AT ALL. In fact, they recruited a bunch of seagulls and a few ducks; we now have literally, 50 birds advancing toward our little picnic. Ben was trying to get up to shoo them away, but Emery had jumped into his lap and was sobbing, screaming and holding on to him for dear life. About the time that the Bird Army reached our blanket, Ben had detached himself from Emery and chased them away, BUT, by this time the damage has already been done: for the rest of her life our daughter is going to have some major mental issues involving geese. Let's just say she is no longer a fan of feeding ducks.

I am pretty sure this whole incident is Ben's fault. The geese were getting back at us for one of Benji's recent early morning adventures. (Don't know what I'm talking about??? Check out www.bentoller.blogspot.com)

ANYWAY, it took a while but eventually we got Emery calmed down and we spent the rest of our evening on the playground, far away from the ducks.




Carden was unaffected by the whole adventure. He's a pretty easy-going guy.