Recently I tried to take Finn to see the goose (Toddler don't speak plurals) at Sugar House Park, but apparently they had flown south for the winter because there wasn't a goose to be found. Finn was completely disappointed and only stopped crying when I told him that all of the goose were sleeping. Unfortunately he developed a little obsession and every time we got into the car he would talk about the goose and how it was sleeping. Lucky for us the goose at Wheeler Farms are too fat to fly south and we finally were able to go see the goose and a few duc
ks too.
Recently I tried to take Finn to see the goose (Toddler don't speak plurals) at Sugar House Park, but apparently they had flown south for the winter because there wasn't a goose to be found. Finn was completely disappointed and only stopped crying when I told him that all of the goose were sleeping. Unfortunately he developed a little obsession and every time we got into the car he would talk about the goose and how it was sleeping. Lucky for us the goose at Wheeler Farms are too fat to fly south and we finally were able to go see the goose and a few duc
ks too.
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