Ducky

This was Isabelle's potty training prize way back in the day.  It got played with a ton, 4 years ago and then got buried in the stuffed animal bin with the occasional trip around the playroom quacking.  Michael discovered him a few weeks ago and calls him Ducky.  Ducky is his constant companion to the point he wanted to eat with him the other day.  "Ducky needs to eat too."  I convinced him to feed him on the stool with some play food.  He gave Ducky a piece of "bread" and then "spit it out", "Ducky doesn't like this food."  He switched out playroom food a few times, and finally decided he wanted real food.  Michael fed him an entire sandwich.  I guess I shouldn't complain because Michael at the entire sandwich.  Kid imaginations are so cute to me.