Last weekend I convinced Craig that we needed to take Sydney to a duck pond near our house. He was thinking that hanging out in the 100 degree weather wouldn't be that fun, but he begrudgingly obliged to my request. So we packed up Sydney, the stroller, the video camera, the diaper bag, our regular camera, and some bread to feed the ducks of course. Everything started out great. Sydney kept saying DUCK and throwing bread on the ground instead of at the ducks.
Look mommy, a duck!

Come here duckies, I have bread!

Then it happened. Sydney and I are feeding the ducks, Craig is getting pictures of this
momentous occasion and then we hear this giant splash. We turn around to see our stroller sinking in the duck pond. So Craig, being the fast thinker he is, jumps into the pond and starts throwing stuff up on the shore. Sydney starts crying (I think she was scared by all the commotion) and I'm just standing there in disbelief. Here are the after effects of what happened:


Needless to say, there were a few casualties on this trip. Our video camera that we just bought less than a month ago, didn't make it. Nor did all the videos we had already taped on (and of course hadn't downloaded yet). I also lost my cell phone in "the incident." I kept saying "well at least the baby wasn't in the stroller!" I'm not sure if that made Craig feel any better. I did get a new blackberry out of the deal so I guess that's our (I mean, my) silver lining.