Zachary often reminds me of a baby bird, mouth wide open, waiting for me to pop in some tasty morsel.
Grandma Ann and Daddy took Z out to feed the birds on the lake outside the Villa, only Zachary had other ideas for what to do with these particular tasty morsels. One for the duckies, one for Z, one for the duckies, one for Z. I think the duckies mostly got the crusts.
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