Duck, duck...corpse.

Mom's energy level isn't quite up to par these days, but I'm trying to squeeze in outdoor activities for Jack whenever possible so I don't have to feel completely guilty.  These days we're keeping a bag of duck feed in the car for impromptu stops at the local ponds.  On this particular day we fed some very fat and happy ducks...and also two sort of sad little ducks who were watching another dead (hit by a car) duck being picked apart by a buzzard.  Science lesson?  Clearly, Mom was way more bummed out by the scene than Jack!