Friday, March 28, 2014
A DUCKY DELIM
Sorry readers for being incognito…
pneumonia for the last week, finally better.
So, right before I get sick BB buy Bean two baby ducks.
Don't take but a few minutes for us all to fall in love.
Each day started with play with ducks and each
day ended the same way for Bean when here.
On a few days when she was by MawMaw and Poppy's
I brought them to visit. Even though
I was sick, still enjoyed caring for these lil birds
who captured our hearts.
Then yesterday, yesterday, on the day I am going to
pick up Bean at school to come play with her
duckies, little yellow called Carnum, isn't looking so good.
This starts frantic texts to her Mommy.
"YELLOW DUCK NOT WELL. WON'T WALK OR EAT.
SHOULD I GET RID OF H IM AND TELL JILLY
HAD TO LET HIM GO WITH HIS MOMMY OR
RUN TO TRACTOR STORE AND GET ANOTHER
ONE. SHE WON'T KNOW IF I BUY A YELLOW DUCK.
IS HE DEAD??
GET A NEW ONE I'LL PAY YOU BACK. DON'T
WANT TO HAVE THAT TALK WITH HER
AND SHE'LL BE HEARTBROKEN.
Was no way I was telling the Bean her baby duck
died without her mommy and daddy there to
do it. Call me Coward.
Off to the tractor store as more time passes the more
it seems the yellow duck is on to better ponds.
The lady at the tractor store is so nice and yet adds
to the delimma. The ducks today are to be free as they never
die and I have to get two because they are not
allowed to sell one at a time.
UGH, so I get a new yellow one and a little gray one
with a Mohawk! So sweet. So texts back to Kd for
how to go about explaining the grey one. Remember
this is a very smart three year old.
I am almost afraid she will know that isn't her yellow duck.
"…HOW DO I EXPLAIN THE THIRD????
GUNNA TELL HER I WENT VISIT AND THEY WERE
GIVING THEM AWAY.
That was our story and I was sticking to it.
The yellow ducky, he passes the test and
immediately the gray one is welcomed into the fold.
We play with all three and she kisses and hugs and
tells them how much she missed them,
Says, "Hey, here I am, I am your momma"
We wash hands and head in to play.
On our second visit, little gray duck, well he ain't looking so good.
"Look Mumsie, he is asleep, ahhhh he's so cute"
Damn! He is not sleeping….
I explain that he probably missing his momma so tomorrow i
am going to take him back to his momma.
"But I am his momma, Mumsie"
As she hugs my neck.
Darn, this is exactly what I tried to not have to explain
when I went for the replacement duck.
I put him in the box he came in and explain he
just needs some time alone.
This morning, yep, he went on to the big pond in
the sky. So much for them not supposed to die…
Now I dread her awakening.
Up early to make sure at least black and yellow duck
are doing well. Yes, they are. Thank you Jesus!
Will a very smart three year old believe
I woke up early to bring him back to his mommy because
he was crying for her. I hope so…
GEEZE, I sure hope so….