So some brothers torture their sisters by popping their balloons, my son is different.
He ate his sister's balloon.
That's right, my daughter Zoe was playing with her pink balloon, O happy day! Everything was right in the world.
And then my son Zane, who is in the midst of an intense 'pretend I'm a cheetah' phase, pounces...
He ate that pretty pink balloon.
And today, we saw it again. Yes, that's right, the balloon made it out, a little worse for wear, but free again.
I'll let you blow it up...
2 comments:
I hope you know these things are learned behaviors!!!
My son really likes to wear princess dresses!
I know...Laben is a bad example.
HA HA HA!!!! You guys are HILARIOUS!!
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