kellinator | Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

I was feeling pretty moody tonight, so when I went to Kroger to pick up some essentials, I made a detour into the Easter candy aisle.

Forget Valentine's Day. I've always been thoroughly convinced that Easter has the best candy. Cadbury Eggs, Peeps, the little bunny- and ducky-shaped SweetTarts...

I was picking out my favorites, hoping to cheer myself up, when I saw it.

It was this little yellow ducky, labeled "My First Keychain."

I was looking at how cute it was when I noticed the package said it made sounds.

I pressed the little button cleverly disguised as a wing.

Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

I don't know why, but it reached me. I've been obsessed with ducks as long as I can remember, and this little ducky was there for me. I stood there in the aisle and pressed its wing about ten times in a row, pressing it for dear life.

Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

Quack quack quack quack quack quack quack.

(In case you had to ask, yes I bought the little ducky.)