Today for Mother's Day, my husband took me out for dinner and then we all went to a park. We were enjoying throwing a frisbee, throwing a football, picking flowers, and just running around, when a family of Mallard ducks wandered across our path. The parade was led by Daddy Duck and then about four feet behind was Mommy Duck and six Ducklings (one of them is hidden in the grass, so you can only see five). The Dad was forging the path, making sure that the way he led his family was the safest possible. He turned them away from the road, avoided the people, and headed toward the lake. Every so often, he would turn around and snip at and squawk at the Mommy Duck, Mommy Duck was patiently sticking with her young ones who had shorter legs and couldn't keep up with Dad. The whole thing made me laugh. It was a good picture of how family life works...each parent has their role, established by God, and when they work together, the family is complete, safe, and happy.
Here I am, the "Mommy Duck" with my four ducklings. I am so thankful for them and for the Husband God has blessed me with.
The boys...being boys: wrestling, throwing the football & frisbee, and running around like crazy...
The girls...not interested in catching the ball or frisbee...the flowers in the field are much more interesting (and less likely to hit them in the face)...