Duckies (a.k.a. doosies)

We saw a couple porcelain duckies in the thrift store Thanksgiving weekend.  Kinsley became immediately attached “Duckies Kinsley’s house?” — He was talking TO the duckies at this point.

I distracted him with something else, then bought them, intending to wrap them up for Christmas.  With getting sick, I forgot.  While Cal was in Atlanta, I was starting to clean up Christmas stuff.  Kinsley came in and saw them.  After a second he gave this smile like he’d just found out a fun joke “Mommy hide doosies!!” The rest of the time I was cleaning, he was feeding them, giving them water, etc.  The next morning, he was delighted to do a photo shoot.

Arranging them first:

So excited:

One evening he wanted to give them a bath.

Lots of times they had to “see Kinlsey do”.  Just like the way Kinsley wants to “see Daddy do, see Mommy do” (see what we’re doing).  One morning they wanted to come to breakfast with us.

So we took pictures and then they sat on another piece of furniture and watched us eat breakfast 🙂

On the snow day, they had to sit with Kinsley and keep warm:

Other times, he’d kiss them, or cradle them in his arms, or have them kiss each other.  Or “Mommy say hi duckies”.  One time one of them was for Mommy to hold and one for Kinsley to hold.  I was doing laundry, so I asked the ducky if it wanted to fold laundry with me.  It did.  🙂  Pretty soon the other ducky wanted to fold laundry too, and Kinsley was taking the folded laundry to the basket in his little red wagon.