Rubber Ducky You're the One!

      We had a traumatic experience a few days ago with those crazy quarter toy vending machine things. After three vending machines, many quarters , and much tears and disappointments we finally ended up with a pink rubber ducky that she loved. Needless to say she has treasured that duck ever since (well two days ago). 

      Yesterday she showed me that the paint for the duck's little flower on it's belly was rubbing off. I explained that it's like when we paint our fingernails after awhile it starts to wear off. And with the most genuine worried voice she looked up at me and asked, "Mommy, is my ducky dying?" I reassured her it wasn't but what a sweetie, she has the tenderest little heart. I just love that girl!