Lemony Webbles

ducklings

I really love ducklings. Really..love..ducklings. My heart beats faster and then melts when I'm around them. I realized this last year when I met a little herd of them camped out incongruously at Lincoln Square Mall as part of their annual Easter display. So this year I was all ready to see my little beloveds again. They were here for a week, but it was a hard week of baby ajustments for the kids and they stubbornly refused to go every day no matter how I pleaded. You'd think they'd be into such things, but maybe they'd had their fill of babies and didn't want too see whole flocks of them. By Saturday I was a wreck from said adjustments and it was the ducklings' last day at the mall and I didn't know if it was going to happen but at the last minute Georgia (the main naysayer) went to hang with grandma Amy so I grabbed the camera and crying baby (and happy Maya and Billy) and off we went. Here's a picture. They remind me of little human babies and are made even more wonderful by the fact I don't have to take care of any of them!: