I have so much fun news to share.......soon. I know, so mean.
In the meantime, a duck story.
Much like the tragic imprinting of Jacob on Renesmee, we had a duck imprint on our minivan. It all started when a duckling showed up in our pond, parent-free. The poor duck was all alone. Of course, my kids took pity. We started feeding it and giving it a warm garage to sleep in at night. This duck now loves us. It also really loves our van. When we try to go ANYWHERE, the duck comes running after our van, right under our van to be more specific. It's a suicidal duck. So, we have to climb out of the van, put the duck back in the pond and run for the car. This baby duck may not know how to fly, but have you ever seen how fast a duckling can run? Seriously fast. There it is again, right under the car. I'm sure the neighbors find this game amusing.
Today, I will give the duck a good talking to, the same talk I would've liked to give Jacob. It will go something like this: Imprinting is a serious business. Imprinting on the wrong thing can be both disturbing and a death sentence. Please pick something else to imprint on. I hope that unlike Jacob, this duck is reasonable.
(P.S. I'm not hating on Twilight. I actually loved those books.)
Here is a picture of our duck and my daughter's boots. Isn't it cute? Tell me you wouldn't have started feeding this little guy.