Yesterday was one of those all day kind of days.
I live in a ghetto fabulous apartment complex of a very ritzy area called Weston. My apt faces a lake, really quite nice, if it was not in a section of the EVERGLADES. Yes, I, Ms. Lefty Liberal live in a part of town that once was the Everglades. It has the best schools in the county what can I say. Anyway, I digress, as I am walking up the sidewalk to my apt my DD (Shyanne, 5 yo) notices that there is an egg in the grass. Well, we live in the Everglades, on a lake, yea, there are about 5 million ducks usually milling about. I knew that one of the momma ducks had a nest of eggs in a bush by the AC but thought that they had hatched. So Shyanne wants to give the egg back to the momma duck. I could just see her chasing the duck, saying, "hey lady, you forgot one of your chicks".
So, she puts it where the nest once was, and there it sits. Of course, we walk by this thing EVERY time we go to the car/pool/park/mailbox/grocery store. And she wants to know, why is the Mommy mad at her egg and why doesn't she get it.
Should I tell her it's because the egg asks too many questions?
Naw, I am not that mean. Not yet anyway =)

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