“Ka-pow! Smack! Zoom!” Today we discovered that corn on the cob does not make a good lightsaber, regardless of your intentions when you are five. It also does not fly… we know because we tried! It sure is tasty though…
From the other room, I hear “Uh-oh, Ducky, oh no” and then “It’s ok, Ducky, it’s ok, I help you”. I come in to see Ducky “stuck” with one of his wings hooked around the office chair armrest, while the little guy is right there patting him and kissing him. How sweet is that, instead of yanking on him or yelling, he is consoling poor Ducky as he is stuck. It only took a second for me to free Ducky, […]
Lil’ Duck and his beloved ducky friend are always up to something! Today it was brushing Ducky’s teeth after he had a full tantrum at the thought of toothbrushing actually happening to him….. complete with “Oh no, Ducky” and fake ducky screeches and running. I guess Ducky dislikes the toothbrush as much as Lil’ Duck does. Who can blame him when he can’t open his furry mouth……
The eternal love for his duck continues, as they are still inseperable. Ducky is a much-abused but much-loved friend, who has survived many washings and coloring with all colors of the rainbow (nothing like having a duck shoved in your face while the little one proclaims “Blue ducky, Mama, BLUE!!!”) and who, despite his raggedy looks, still receives several kisses a day. The duck is now also a method of greeting his friends, as he will greet you by handing […]
In honor of Wendy’s auditions and the many cats who are visiting (hello to Zeus and Kukka!), the ducks wanted a place of honor yet again. They begin with the list of 13 reasons that they are loved so dearly, then have to show war wounds….. Lest you also forget the vegetable oil, here is a reminder…. and the first post that started it all, of course. Ah yes, and how could we forget, these ducks are so talented *hint-hint* […]
Thirteen reasons why my little boy loves his duck… He can “share” all his food with the duck. He can “share” all his sippy’s/smoothies/etc with the duck, including loud smacking noises and much laughing on my part. The duck is always there waiting for him no matter how much he kicks him, hits him, throws him, leaves him, and otherwise abuses him. The duck always seems to be clean regardless of the chalk/vegetable oil/marker/food/soy milk that is spilled on him […]
You knew it was just a matter of time, right? Sure enough, he found the second duck (DH hid it no-so-well on a top shelf of our closet, still in plain sight) and demanded to have it. Now he jumps on top of the new one while holding the old one. Oh dear me.
The little one decided that he needed to express himself through art, and that expression would not be fulfilled with a mere scribbling of sidewalk chalk. Rather, it must be fulfilled by taking said sidewalk chalk, dipping it into a glass of water until it is well soaked, and then using it as paint on the lanai. As if that wasn’t messy enough, the duck had to get involved. Poor duck. At least he doesn’t just sit around on a […]