Picture this.
A mother sits sleepily in an idyllic park on an idyllic autumnal day, and eyes the baby swings, the kind with the leg holes. Four leg holes. Enough room for two kids. Too much room for one baby, destined to flop around as he swings.
A mother eyes the fluffy, padded duck costume lying in the dirt next to the diaper bag, after a two-days-late playgroup photo op.
A mother drains her camera battery while a small, unwitting duck clad in plush, stuffed yellow polyester, clutches a wooden rattle, squeals deliriously and sways back and forth.
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