Nearby our house, but unfortunately not within walking distance, is a duck pond. Mungee and I headed there last Friday. We had a nice time sitting on a bench, watching the pigeons, fountains, ducks and turtles. Next time, we'll have to remember to bring some stale bread. The one disappointing factor about the duck pond is that it's surrounded by houses, so you can't walk around it at all.
(This is the first time she's sat in grass)
When we first arrived, I almost took a nose dive, Mungee first, into the concrete because the sidewalk was uneven. That shook me up quite a bit. I always think about what I would do if I tripped and fell while holding Mungee. I think I would have to find a way to contort myself so that I would land on my back and she would land on me, rather than me landing on her. Have you ever fallen with your little one?