“Mommy, I want a Ducky Momo umbrella like the baby,” Rowan stated, holding her girly looking umbrella in her hand.
Ducky Momo? Oh, Ducky Momo. “The baby doesn’t have a Ducky Momo umbrella,” I responded.
“Yes, she does,” Rowan insisted.
“No, her umbrella just has yellow ducks on it. It’s not Ducky Momo. Ducks are usually yel- -“ I chuckled before Jory interrupted me.
“No, Mommy, the baby has a Ducky Momo umbrella,” the six-year-old confirmed.
So from now on anything with yellow ducks on it will be declared Ducky Momo. I hope Rowan’s Oma can find her a Ducky Momo umbrella, too then.
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