A.N.: Just a cute little thing I wrote on a whim. Reviews are always appreciated!

Leo Watson was giving his eighteen-month-old son a bath.

"Ducky!" Keith said, squeezing his favorite toy. Leo smiled.

"Yep, what color is Ducky?"


"Yep, that's right!"

Suddenly, the phone rang. Leo looked at his son. He could be left alone for a moment, right?

"I'll be right back, okay, bud?"

"You bet, Daddoo!" He smiled and went to get the phone.


"Leo, it's Marsha!" Marsha Ruiz was a neighbor and good friend from law school.

"Hey, Marsha, what's going on?"

"Oh, I was wondering if you could give me some advice."

"Sure, what's going on?"

"Well, Hector and Jessica just got into a fight, and it's at the point where I'm wondering how they know so much Spanish." He smiled.

"Well, Roberto does speak Spanish as much as English with them."

"True, but do you have any idea how to stop them from calling each other names of different animals?"

"Sorry, no."

"Oh, well, that's okay. Tell Keith we say hi!"

"Okay, bye."


Now that he hung up the phone, heard something.

"Oh! Rubber Ducky, you're the one. You make bath time lots of fun! Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you. Boo boo boo dee doo! Rubber Ducky, joy of joy! When I squeeze you, you make noise! You're my very best friend, it's true."

He reached the bathroom and found his son singing in the tub. He smiled and pulled out his camera.

"Every day when I make my way to the tubby, I find a little fella who's cute and yella and chubby. Rubba dub dubby! Rubber Ducky, you're so fine, and I'm lucky that you're mine! Rubber Ducky, I'm awfully fond of you!"

He chuckled; Keith was such a musical kid!