We were heading north on Woodview. I was pushing the double stroller and both kids were bundled up tight on a frigid March morning this week. Then we heard a "honk honk" overhead and we looked up and saw a lone Canadian goose flying north.
I pointed it out to Cole, "What's that, Cole?"
"A goose!" he shreiked happily. Then he added, "..a baby goose" (which it most certainly was not).
"Where do you think he's going?" I asked.
Cole looked up wistfully and said, "He's trying to find summer."