As their self-proclaimed adoptive mama, our just-turned-5-year-old (it pains me still to admit she’s 5) decided that “the duckies neeeeeeed, really, really neeeeed a bath.
Since the day was warm, I okayed the idea and we took them out from under their heat lamp. The ducklings were okay with the idea, too. Ecstatic, I think I could say, without any exaggeration.
Why, they were downright ducky about it! (so sorry, but could you have resisted that?)
…until our little gal thought they needed to be “all the way wet.” The ducks, of course, don’t mind being all the way wet, but I think they are afraid of giant-t0-them hands
and splashing hands
and hands that hold them up for the world to see when they are looking wet and ridiculous.