Quin has enough temporal amnesia that when she untied her balloon and it drifted up to the ceiling of Kid's Land, she fussed and then forgot that she had ever had a balloon within three minutes.
Gabe held on to his balloon all afternoon. He left it in the car when we went grocery shopping "to keep it safe." When we got home with the groceries and he got out of the car he suddenly let out a small cry of dismay. I looked up just in time to see his balloon floating above the van, free and taking off fast.
Instantly, I started putting positive spin on the situation.
"Wow! Look where your balloon is going! It's going on an adventure up into the sky!"
His eyes began to fill with tears.
"Look honey! Your balloon is going to float up high into the sky by the airplanes! Maybe somebody on an airplane will see your balloon!"
His lips continued to quiver and his cheeks got blotchy as he protested. "But, I don't want an airplane to get my balloon! I forgot that my balloon would float away!"
I swear, his heart was totally breaking over this balloon. I tried to distract him with helping me bring in the groceries but he kept returning to the subject of the balloon. He was trying so hard to process his loss.
"I miss my balloon, Mama! Maybe my balloon will fly up by an airplane and a boy in the airplane who is sad will open his window and get it. That's a great idea I think."
And now, fifteen minutes after being being tucked in bed, Quin is fast asleep, but Gabe came out with tears streaming down his face.
"Mama, I need to say goodbye to my balloon."
After I assured him that he could draw a picture of his balloon tomorrow and many other assurances of how he will not have to spend the rest of his life balloon-less, I convinced him to stop crying and go to sleep.
Such a tender heart, that boy. And such a penchant for drama. My Good God Gertie! A balloon! A simple yellow latex balloon! What will happen when his first girlfriend breaks up with him?
3 comments:
hmmm. wonder where that came from? remember little mary at age 5 or 6? a swirly balloon from the oklahoma city zoo? last i heard, nearly thirty years later, she still was bitter about the loss of that balloon...
That's because that little beeotch Jody screwed with it and popped it! I didn't let it go! She messed with my balloon and it broke and I was screwed! AND SHE HOGGED THE SIT AND SPIN ALL THE TIME!
I mean...I don't remember that incident. What on earth are you talking about?
I hate balloons.
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