Heading out to the park to see the baby ducklings and take the Easter dresses on an outing, with sunscreen.
A cousin is the best kind of date to go walking with.
Make way for ducklings eating wheat bread.
Poohsticks. Or crumbs, whatever.
The rapture of the first Oreo of summer.
Eating an Oreo with two hands. Something I'll be sure to report to the OT.
That knock on the forehead? It's just a flesh wound.
The Black Knight Always Triumphs.
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