Almost every night – I can pretty much count on it. My daughter Sabine, right before settling in for dinner, wants to pop outside in front of our pond to go give some bread/cheerios/bagel chips/whatever she doesnt want to eat to a whole family of ducks that hangs out by the pond. Most of the time, it’s really hot out during the summer to want to do this, the grass outside feeling like sticks under your feet. As fall starts drawing near however, the idea of getting out there and doing it starts sounding great.
Watching her do it is even better. This is my favorite part of the weekend.