So innocent looking you'd hardly believe she was a raging alcoholic

"Milk," The Duckling said to me with pride in her eyes.
"Yes, the baby is drinking milk," I responded while nursing Peanut this afternoon. It's amazing how she's really picking up the language and drawing conclusions, I though proudly.

At dinner tonight night I wanted Papa Duck to see how far his daugher had come linguistically.
I asked The Duckling, "Honey, what does the baby drink?"
"Beeeeeah." (Toddler Translator: beer)

Hmmmm, if only I could indeed find a way to make these suckers produce beer...what a rich, rich woman I'd be.

mama