Quack! Quack! Quack!

On Sunday Mom and Dad took me to a nearby park. I enjoyed riding on Dad's shoulders. It is a much better perspective from six feet up than two and a half. As we were coming down to the pond, I saw them. I had heard much about ducks in books and on the television (during Sesame Street, of course). But I had never seen one. I was ready to run into the water to say "hi" before Mom and Dad restrained me. I did my best to speak their language "quack, quack, quack" but I got nothing. It was exciting nonetheless, and I look forward to our next visit.
MMF