There’s nothing overwhelmingly deep or metaphorical about this one. No multi-layered meaning, no reading between the lines to find the true meaning.
Ducks, make me smile. Because my baby girl says the word so sweetly.
The word springs forward, let loose from its cage like a racing horse, the same way it is when she says “truck,” or “park.”
Even cuter is when we quote the opener to the kid’s show Sarah and Duck, where every time after the narrator says “Sarah and Duck,” the Duck, quacks. Seeing as he repeats this four times, when I do the narrator’s part and she quacks obediently, exactly on cue, four times…
I mean, how can you not like ducks after that?
(When I smile, it means I am happy, and when I am happy, it means I am grateful for the moment.)