Rubber Ducky You're The One

 I have been remiss on my writing for the past two days. 

As I was driving Youngest Child to his Magic group yesterday I had a great idea and was feeling really inspired to write about it. But then by the time I dropped him off, came home, went pee, etc., etc., my ambition was gone, even though the spark of an idea remained.

After we were all buckled up and making our way up the driveway, YC suddenly asked me "What is that on your dashboard?"

To which I responded "It's a pig rubber ducky of course!"



To which he said "Weird".
I then informed him that it was a gift from my sister. 
He then wanted to know why she would just randomly send me such a weird thing. "You don't even like taking baths," he said "so why would you need a rubber ducky?"

I then told him the story about how his Dad and I went to an auction just before we got married and were planning to go to Alaska for our honeymoon. How we bid on this hiking backpack with a set of camping dishes inside. And how we discovered that there was also a rubber ducky inside the backpack. It was then decided that rubber ducky would be our mascot. So I set him upon the dash of my 1994 Ford Escort. 

Rubber Ducky stayed there for the entire drive to Alaska and back. We were on the road for a month.
In fact, Rubber Ducky stayed there for the entire time we had the car. Which we drove until it could no longer be driven. I loved that car!!

"Huh," YC responded. And then after a short pause he exclaimed "How could I have not known that you like rubber duckies after knowing you all these years?"

I just shrugged and mumbled something along the lines of how the subject never really came up.

"Well, I know what I'm getting you for Christmas this year at least!" he said just before stepping out of the car and into the fray of after school pick up line mayhem.


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