One night Mommy put on this fun video where some ladies were jumping around, waving their arms, bouncing on their knees, and doing other exercises. Mommy was doing them, too, so I decided that I would join in. My favorite things to do are jumping jacks! I’m REALLY good at them; we do them in “little sports” at school! After we watched the video for a little while, I realized that I was not dressed appropriately to be doing the activities with Mommy and the ladies. Their bellies were showing and mine was not! I kept lifting up my shirt to show Mommy my belly, and I refused to continue doing the exercises until Mommy took off my shirt. Then my belly was showing, too, and all was well with the world. At one point Mommy had to pick up these heavy blue toys and swing them around. She had two of them, and would not share! She said I could use one of my own toys, but they were not the right kind! I got upset, and that’s when Daddy stepped in. He said I could not exercise anymore if I was going to cry about it, so we played with other toys until Mommy was done. It was fun while it lasted!!
A few weeks ago the “Big Ducky in the Sky” came to visit me at bedtime. He is this silly gray duck that lives on the ceiling, on the floor, in my bed, or wherever else Daddy puts him. Daddy has to shine a light over his hand to make the ducky. He can be BIG or small, and I like it when he visits me. He talks to me about my day, asks me silly questions, and tries to eat my animals!
I think it’s SO funny when he eats my animals. First he sniffs them, to see if they will be delicious. Then he licks them a little bit, and then he GOBBLES them up and they disappear from the floor! If the Ducky eats too many animals he gets a belly ache. Then he throws them up all over the floor again, which is the most hilarious thing I have ever seen!
Last night the Ducky came to visit me, and I wanted to feed him my animals. I threw them all on the floor so he could get to them more easily… All except for Mickey Mouse; he stayed on the sofa. I climbed into bed to watch the Ducky eat the animals, when my worst nightmare began to unfold. Somehow, in the confusion of Ducky eating my animals one-by-one, Mickey Mouse had fallen into the pit of despair, and was NEXT on Ducky’s menu! I said “No Ducky, Not Mickey Mouse,” but he didn’t want to listen. I started to cry and plead for my beloved Mickey. Just in the knick of time, Mommy scooped Mickey up from the floor and passed him safely over to me. Phew! The Ducky in the Sky can have any animal he wants, but he better stay far away from my Mickey Mouse!
From Mommy:
Want to know a secret? The Ducky in the Sky is really just a hand shadow. John gives him a silly voice and Preston thinks it’s hilarious. He asks for the “Ducky Sky” every night now. And the Ducky really does eat the animals. When he “Gobbles them up” John turns out the light for a second, while I scoop the animal up from the floor and hide it behind me or under the futon. Young minds are easy to fool! Preston really thinks that the Ducky ate his animal. When the Ducky gets a stomach ache and throws the animals up, John turns the light out again while I throw the animals back on the floor.
I knew Mickey Mouse was going to cause some panic last night, and I must admit that it was no accident that he ended up on the Ducky’s plate. Preston was very excited to throw all his animals to their fate, but was careful and meticulous about keeping Mickey out of harm’s way. When it was time to climb in bed and watch the Ducky feast on fluff, Preston forgot to take Mickey with him. So when the lights went out the first time, I threw Mickey into the pile to see what would happen. Preston got very upset. And the rest you know. I let him have his precious Mickey Mouse.