I'm a softie...

Most of the time I am a cold, and bitter woman. (This is especially true in the morning.) But this morning, I felt my icy, cold heart melt a little bit, because as I looked up from my book, I peered out the window of the bus, and I saw several little ducklings swimming along.

I don't know about you, but I know my icy heart is no match for cute baby animals. I don't even resist anymore... I just accept that part of me has an inherent weak spot for cuteness. So here are some ducklings for the rest of you... Here's hoping that you're just as weak as I am.