After 3 days, Abby's fever was finally gone yesterday. So, I decided that we would go for a walk this morning. I figured I would get my workout in by walking/jogging to the pond and then let her walk around once we go there. Sounds like a great plan, right?
Well, I should have learned from the last time that a trip to the pond is never uneventful. We were enjoying our walk around the pond and Abby got super excited when she saw the ducks. I was nervous she was going to roll down the hill so I immediately grabbed her hand. Surprisingly, she sat down on the path with me without giving me any grief and started talking to the ducks.
All of the sudden the ducks started to freak out a little. Then I noticed my stroller... rolling down the hill and into the water. All I could do was stand there and think, "THIS DID NOT JUST HAPPEN!"
There I was at the top of the hill, looking down at my stroller. My bottle of water floating next to it. I wasn't concerned that I lost the bottle of water but I was super worried about what else, like my keys, might also be in the water. http://alittlecupofcomfort.blogspot.com/2010/08/when-ducks-attack.html
Now what? I couldn't leave my stroller. I couldn't leave Abby at the top of the hill. So my only option was to take her with me. Here I am, trying to hold Abby and balance myself on rocks and try to fish this soaking wet (and HEAVY) stroller out of the water. I wish someone was video taping because it was HYSTERICAL!
Thankfully, the keys were still there. Abby was in her glory because she got to walk all the way home (which took extra long because she tends to get side tracked).
The only casualty was my cell phone. Verizon, here I come!