Emmett wants my duckie. But I tell him he can't play with it. It's all mine. I made sure he understood that before I proceeded with my playtime. Whatever I was doing though, he kept a close eye on my duckie. He just wanted it so bad. He sees me in the tub with him and he watches me bathe with them. He whines and whimpers but he can't have them. When he hears them squeak he really goes bananas! It's like something goes off in him and he just gets all hyper and crazy. But I told him, "Back off big guy, this one's mine."
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