It’s my birthday week. Though my actual birthday was last week, we had a family celebration yesterday after my eldest adult child, Mallory, returned from a summer spent leading young people on backcountry canoe camping trips.
I don’t really need presents and everyone knows that, but my middle kid Gwen did find me something cute, two rubber ducks. They’re a fitness duck, for me, and an engineer duck for Sarah.
I love that I’m the fitness duck though likely it would be hard to find a dean duck or a philosophy duck.
