Wednesday, March 19, 2008


Our school theme today was “Duck.”

As Mommy was going over the word “DUCK” in foam letters, I walked away (as I often do when I get bored) and came back in a few moments with a book I had grabbed from my book pile. It said “DUCK,” too. See?

So now the bets are on as to whether I am an 11-month-old genius SpyKid who can read but is not talking yet as part of my undercover alias. Or maybe I’m just starting to make word-picture associations now. Or maybe I’m just ducky-lucky.

Not that I've seen any REAL ducks in this Mozambican environment, yet. Mommy is really wishing she could take me to a duck pond to feed the ducks.