There is nothing in the world that Ari loves more than balloons. Sometimes I think she would do pretty much anything for one. I have seen her at street fairs completely oblivious to the world around her while trying her best, using all of her powers of persuasion, to obtain a balloon. She also loves cardboard boxes, but nothing is better than a balloon.
Today we went to our storage space to do a little raiding, then we went to Ikea for ballroom fun. On the way out the door, I grabbed 2 balloons for the ride, blew them both up, then I found a Sharpie and Ari decorated the pink balloon to look like daddy, and I decorated the yellow balloon to look like a wiener dog. Hers is so hilariously awesome, I love it. I took a series of pictures so everyone could see how brilliant it is, including his butt on the back.
And his pig nose, ha ha ha. The beard’s crazy accurate too!
Who says kids need the fanciest toys and clothes. What kind of five year old really needs a jewlery box? ;)
This just reminded me of a story my dad used to read to me almost every night (because I begged to hear it that often). It was from one of my sister’s learn-to-read books called Blast Off! (With Mr. Muggs in it, if you remember him).
ANYway, the story that I’m talking about involved a clown named Smiley (of course) who sold balloons. This was before my realization that clowns are evil of course.
“Red and green! Pink and blue! Come and get the one for you! BALLOONS!”
I never read Mr.Muggs, it was not part of any class curriculum I was in, so I missed out. I don’t really remember what we did read, though, but I know it wasn’t that.