Getting Your Ducks in a Row

Picture it, you’re 9 months old, it’s July 4th. It’s been raining so much that the fireworks display that your parents intended to take you to has been canceled. What else is there to do but take your first big boy bath?

So your mom puts a couple inches of water in the bathtub, dons her bathing suit, and gets in with you. At first, you’re all, hey man, this is not where I normally bathe. But you decide it’s ok if it’s what you have to do.

And then… She starts handing you ducks. A fireman duck, a devil duck, a mama duck, 2 baby ducks. And an ugly duckling (a dinosaur).


You’re trying your hardest to keep all your ducks in a row. But it’s difficult at best, and really probably impossible, you only have 2 hands and this crazy woman has handed you 5 ducks and a dinosaur. And then it comes to you. Your sister has the best idea of all. And you stick a duck in your mouth for safe keeping while you try to deal with all the other ducks.

Either that, or we have the next Ozzy Osbourne.