Woodsdale wasn't cutting it for Alexander after his nap, so when Papa got home early from work, we headed back (again) to the park for a picnic. The mallards greeted us with a quack and were so kind as to give us a seat at their table.
Of course, we were bad guests & shared none of our scrumptious lunch. Sorry guys! But Alexander did his best to befriend them with a few kind words. If you listen closely, you can hear Z's best attempt at a duck call.
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