I have spent weeks working on a post about “mommy guilt,” and thought tonight might be the night I finish it.
But it’s not happening.
And it’s not because of this girl and her Mr. Ducky.
It’s because it’s still too fresh.
Too real.
Too hard to commit to within these walls.
For now, I’d rather talk about her.
And how she can’t get enough of this baby ducky.
Literally.
Let’s hope it’s BPA free.
