A duck

So, in a burst of unmerited good will, I took the Assistant and her small Child to the native gardens at The Point Defiance Zoo.  As I opened the gate to admit it, I told the four year old, "This is the part of the zoo where they let the tiger roam around free.  Let’s go find him!"

After searching the native gardens fruitlessly for the tiger, the Assistan’s Child proposed, "Let’s play superheroes!"

"Very well.  Let us do that. How do we do that?"

"I am Spiderman."


"Mommy is Ironman!"

Okay, I see the resemblance.  "Fine. And who am I?"

"You are a duck."


"You are a duck. With a cape!"

Genetics will tell.

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