So, a couple of months ago my friend Claire and I took our boys to the park to feed the ducks. The boys had fun, but we had to try to reduce the number of times they stomped in bird poo - it was everywhere! Yuck.
Lincoln & I.
I had to laugh when we drove past the park another day after that visit and Noah said, "Mom, is that poo park?" We go there once a week or so this time of year, and the name has stuck. So, poo park it is.