While driving through a mall parking lot I spotted a duck waddling through the lot passing in front of stopped cars. I pointed it out to the boys.
Younger Son said, "I hope he doesn't get squooshed."
"It's a girl," I said.
"How can you tell?"
"The ones with brown feathers are female."
"Oh," said Older Son. "I thought you could tell by the way she walked."
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