Rubber Duckie. One of the most simple toys in a child’s life. Fun the bath, and cute to look at. It can bring a smile to anyone’s face, especially a toddler.
She can’t get enough of this one. Maybe it’s because they’re kindred spirits. It’s a duck unlike any other; purple instead of yellow, sprouting butterfly wings, rocking a tiara and sporting a fairy wand with a spectacular star on top of it. This is now ordinary duck and she’s no ordinary child.
Sometimes I wonder if I’m raising her right. By the standards of some other Moms with toddler girls, she seems like a handful. She has opinions already, whether it’s what we should play, what she should wear, or what we should have for lunch. At almost 22 months, she’s her own person. She’s our Diva. She’s our Duchess. We love her this way.
She’s a champion at smiles and just like her duckie, we can’t help but produce one when we see her. As strong as she is, she’s just as sweet. She’s our perfect girl and she’s different from the rest.
As she grows older and establishes who she is in the world, I’ll always remember the duck. How unique it was, how grand it must look and how much she loved it. And how much I love her.