call me crazy.

but, when my big blue eyes spotted these lovable little peking ducks at our local tractor supply store.... i just had to have them! four to be exact. oh sure, i didn't bother thinking that the novelty will wear off and they'll grow up and be messy. no... i was having a tasha tudor moment. or beatrix potter. maybe it was the fact that it was easter weekend. or the near-record highs of 80's in april in michigan. or when i looked at the excitement in my 12 year old's eyes?

we bought a bag of poultry feed,

carried these chicks out in a

cardboard box. quacking the

entire ride home.

very little work was done yesterday. my son and i played with the ducks most of the day. they followed us everywhere. and, i never tired of tommie talking baby talk to them.

my husband brad, on the other hand... wasn't as caught up in the excitement as we were. i'm putting this mildly. his ears turned red and i believe i saw what looked like little puffs of steam spouting from his ears. no really, i'm serious.

however, after a few hours he was over it.... i'm sure i even heard him talking baby talk to one of them. but, pretend you don't know this.

let's not forget the real reason for

this weekend... Matthew: 26-28.

read it. read it again. read it to

your children. talk about it. and

give thanks.