At our annual Kennywood picnic day, my dad did his tradition of bringing dollars for the duck and fish ponds. Apparently, one of our kids is a ‘lil lucky duck.
Because you see, all that they knew was “pick a duck, get a ‘lil stuffy prize”.
But, as you can see, the winner ducks DO exist.
And in case you’re wondering? Evan loves his ‘lil stuffies just fine. No tantrum (surprise). Instead of letting Pappy throw dollars into us trying to find a winner duck for him to get his own Kenny Kangaroo, he said, “It’s okay, Pappy. I love my friends, they are my friends!” Okay, we have us two ‘lil lucky ducks.