Geese Poop

A few weeks ago we had the opportunity to babysit Jared's cousins Maddie and Haileigh. The night was fun and the girls had an endless supply of energy that resulted with Jared and my exhaustion.

I would have to say that the highlight of the evening took place while we took a walk around the pond behind our house. (SIDE NOTE: Just so ya'll know we have a ton of geese that enjoy the pond and frequently find themselves on the bike trail around the pond.) About 2 minutes into the stroll we came across several, I mean several, Goose droppings. We informed the girls to watch their step so that they wouldn't get it on their shoes and stink. I don't know how it started or why but shortly after we told them it was goose poop, Haileigh, who is 4 and VERY talkative, decided that it was necessary to tell Jared and I in an EXTREMELY LOUD voice every time she saw some poop. Her exact scream was "Geese Poop!" To try and eliminate her yelling geese poop, we suggested that she count how them to see how high she could count but little did we know that when you count goose poop you count like this.... 1 geese poop, 2 geese poop and so on and all of this at the top of your voice.

Thankful that we finished the walk with no geese poop on any of our shoes, we finished the night off with some hide and seek, hangman, memory and 101 Dalmatians. We had a great time, thanks for the fun evening Maddie and Haileigh!


Here is a picture of Jared and the girls trying to see who can balance the stuffed animal on their head the longest.