We do love our ducks around here. Even though I'm pretty sure there are no native ducks in this area. The kids had a great time. The mass balloon ascension was a disappointment; the morning was just too windy. They filled one of the balloons as a sort of consolation prize. Despite this, we had fun. We got up at 6am, got donuts and burritos and hung out in the back of the truck and people watched. Almost as good.

Brent and I set up at the parade alone, JT had a softball game and Callie was in the parade this year for Gymnastics. She thought it was way better than when the Girl Scouts had been in a parade and walked. Brent hung out in the back of the car to avoid the sun.

Callie and Brent were still excited to get their ducks and race on the wet track.

The ducks thwarted their plans for victory by being the first two to get near the finish line and then turn around.