Ducky is a near and dear friend to sweet Mason. When we returned from Africa, I noticed he had Ducky with him at the airport, but when we returned home, I didn't see him around anymore. We searched the house high and low, to no avail. There was no Ducky. Even a call to the airport didn't unearth sweet Ducky. He was gone.
Many tears were shed at bedtimes for the last several months because poor Mason didn't have his sleeping partner. As I have been packing for vacation this week, I noticed a strange bulge in one of the suitcases...Ducky! Mason couldn't be happier. He carries Ducky everywhere with him and the smiles just won't stop. We're all happy to have Ducky back with us again.
4 comments:
Cute! YOu always find lost things in the strangest places, huh?
I am going to guess and say you are just as happy as Mason today! Am I right? I am so happy for Mason, I am sure he has joy radiating from every pore.
Love those pictures. They just say so much about how important Ducky is to Mason. miss you guys lots.
So cute! I had a "Duckety" when I was little, and we were also inseparable. He was once left at church. It didn't go over well. Fortunately he was returned, but he now lives in GA, so obviously I have learned to live without him.
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