Fiddler on the roof

If I were a rich man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum. All day long I’d biddy biddy bum. If I were a wealthy man….

I can’t say the ducks are back, because for these guys… they hang out on our street all year.  Their favorite spot is my neighbor’s roof.  We walk past it to the bus stop every morning, so the kid decided to name them “Fiddler and his wife”.  I asked, “Why Fiddler?”  Her response “Because he’s always on the roof.”  And I asked “How do you know it’s a girl duck and boy duck, what if they’re both dudes?”  She proceeded to explain the distinguishing marks and corrected me by stating the male is called a drake and the female a hen.  So I asked one more question… “Why are they called ducks then?”  She said “If you need to know more, just google it mom.  Right now we have to get to the bus stop”.

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