99 RED BALLOONS!...
Mom wishes I would have had a few more. We struggled to keep my balloon in my hands. 2 flew away before lunch was complete. My face dropped and we had instant tears. This one made it home though and lasted 3 full days. It tried to get away a few times in the house, but Grandpa got a ladder and a broom and saved the day. Who knew that 1 little balloon could make 1 little guy so happy! We all know now. Sadly, this balloon popped during a diaper change. I tried to chew it. Mom warned me. Now when I see a picture of a balloon I say "POP!"
Monday, August 13, 2007
Posted by J Taylor at 3:05 PM
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