My Big Brave Boy
What a wimp.
Tonight young man you made laugh. All was going well with the bath, the normal splashing, squealing, laughing and refusing to sit down, until Dad produced something that had you crying and yelling for Mama.
It seems, my lad, that you are now scared of……rubber ducks. Yellow rubber ducks. Two of them had you in fits of screaming and backing away until they were “all gone”. Then, and only after a thorough check of the bath by yourself, would you get back to splashing Dada.
Ya wimp.
September 22nd, 2006 at 1:13 am
My boy loves to chew his yellow duckies… he puts their whole head in his mouth. They’re only the baby ducks of the set… the dog ate their mother, she no longer has a head :P
September 24th, 2006 at 11:16 am
Yep. We’ve got another duck eater over here too. Heh.