A mother and her toddler daughter went to visit a friend. When they arrived, the two mothers greeted each other with hugs, and they set the little girl down next to the little boy who had been playing with a toy duck.
The little girl immediately grabbed the duck and said, “My duck!”
As you can imagine, that didn't go over very well with the little boy.
I won't go into the details of the duck being snatched back and forth or the ensuing tears that flowed, but I will say that the little girl kept repeating, “My duck! My duck!”
We all want what we don't have. A part of us will always be crying out, “My duck!”
