J likes to feed the ducks and one will actually eat from your hand. While this freaks me out, it delights J. The first time that it came up to him, I said "Oh, no! RUN- it is going to bite you." (I have issues, you'll have to forgive me.) J just looked at me and said "Ducks don't have teeth, Mommy." I knew that. I did. Honest. But it could still hurt! And I am sticking by that nugget of truth. Anyway, he was not deterred one little bit. If you listen carefully, the duck actually "talks" back to us. She has the coloring of a hen, so he refers to her as the "hen-duck." E is in the background, in her stroller, and can be heard squealing in excitement.
Cherish Blinkie
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