Crackers. Quackers.
Is there a hidden connection?
Deep thoughts...
photo by Dad.
Yes!
You do have wool.
photo by Dad.
No, Aba.
That is not a donkey's rear end.
That is an ass's ass.
photo by Mom.
OK, on the count of three,
toss me, and I'll grab her ears.
Wait a sec, I don't know how to count to three.
photo by Mom.
Three billy goats gruff?
What a sec again.
I still can't count.
photo by Dad.
Who cut this cheese?
photo by Dad.
If I bring her home,
can I keep her?
photo by Dad.
Hey,
this crooked house at the end of the crooked mile is not helping my eyesight much.
photo by Dad.