The kids and I take a walk around a pond where there are a lot of geese milling about. Brinley tries desperately to get them to eat grass for a while, to predictable results.

After some time, I offer to let the kids give the geese some broken up pretzel pieces. They delightedly start distributing the pretzel pieces to the geese. Micah, always the feeler, tells the geese, “Fanks for your patience!”