Do some members of your family seem like totally different species?
Duckling can relate. He didn’t want to go to the family reunion, with the wet sloppy kisses, awkward hugs, too many “my, how you have grown!” topped off with some really yucky food. Mom’s going to make him wear something really ugly that someone knitted for him last year. He’ll be humiliated at the ping-pong table again and, of course, there’s the ridiculous group portrait. Is our hero doomed to boredom and embarrassment or can he find the fun at the Bird Family Reunion?