I hope its not too fowl.
Ok, promise, that was the first and last joke I'll quack. Ah! Sorry, really. Done.
I'm actually quite proud of this one! My
So the ducks. Why ducks? It wasn't just for the joke possibilities, which are in fact endless. I just liked the idea of the goofy little baby birds waddling behind Momma bird. But it couldn't be just any bird. It had to be a slightly awkward definitely not graceful or smooth type of bird. Have you ever seen a row of ducks crossing the road? It feels like my life most days. I love how traffic just stops for them to take forever to make their way safely. That's us. Everywhere we go we seem to turn heads, stop others in their path to make room as we ungracefully waddle through life in our own unique and beautiful path.
From left to right, please meet Bash the Always Jumping on Something Duck. Daddy (In the back Making Sure We Don't Lose Bash) Duck. Jonah the Ready To Run Off to His Own March Duck. Sienna the Happily Dancing Duck. Baby Sam the Closely Following Mommy Duckling. And last, but not least, the (Only Slightly Shorter Than Daddy Duck) Mommy Duck.
What do you think?!