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It's that time of night. When daddy takes daughter for their walk to show NayNay (her doll) the moon and feed the ducks down by the canal. Two nights ago they forgot the bread for the birds. TRAUMATIC! So tonight at dinner, daughter holds up both arms and yells in her uncanny high pitched shrill "We can't forget the bread!".
She didn't. She took out one of her purses, put the bread in it and they are on the road to Mallard lane as I type.
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