A Call from Donald Duck

The other night it was my turn to tell the bedtime story, so I told the story of when I was a little girl and my dad, who can talk like Donald Duck, called and invited my sister and I out to lunch with Donald Duck. My sister, Gretchen, and I took the call very seriously and were waiting for Donald to come and pick us up for our lunch date, life jackets in tow (since ducks live in water), ready to politely eat whatever Donald might offer for lunch... even if it was worms or fish.

Ezra and Asher wanted Papa to call them and talk like Donald Duck... so he did just that. Although the boys said they couldn't understand anything that Donald Duck said, they still sat on the phone for a good 5 minutes, laughing and giggling as Donald told them all sorts of jokes.