I constantly go between wanting you to be my little baby forever & being excited about all the things you will do in this life.
My little duck is turning out to be quite the adventure buddy. We’ve splashed in many a puddle, navigated across miles of mud, & explored through our fair share of stormy weather. Sadly, when I took my little duck to venture out recently I quickly realized the boy who assumes the little duck’s identity has grown about 4 inches or so over the long, dark winter. I mean, he’s driving and drinking Starbucks already.
It was a sad day when I said goodbye to the little duck muck suit but time marches on and as the rhyme goes “…Children grow up, we’ve learned to our sorrow.”
With all that said, it’s time Rost shows off his new muck suit.
I would like to be half as cool as Rost when I grow up.