One of the great things about living in Texas is that we have beautiful days in February. On those beautiful days, we like to go to our favorite park and feed the ducks.
The ducks don't like it when Henry eats their bread -- they're insatiate. And loud. I don't know why he feels compelled to eat the duck bread; I always bring "Henry snacks" -- guess those old frozen bread heels have a mysterious appeal that moms don't understand.
Whatever! What I do understand is that picnics at the duck pond make us happy all the way down to our feet!