I remember the winter when Ruby was 2 years old and it had been cold out for what felt like ever. Tim thought we need to mix things up and brought home a few balloons with rubber bands attached to them. It brought a smile to Ruby's face that could have lit up my living room for weeks. They played with it and bounced it, threw it...
... you know regular things that you do with a balloon but to see someone experience it for the first time was something short of bliss. From then on a balloon would always provide hours of amusement.
The convincing didn't work. They know the happiness that balloons always provide. She even tried to get us to go back to the store and get her a new one.
Redirection is still working with her. We put her in charge of walking with the boys and she was good with that. She loves those boys and wears her big sister label well.
She wouldn't let me take off the pink balloon string.
Dude lost his pants.
He acted like he had no idea and was just carrying on.
Tim gave me a look and I snapped this picture!
Once Ruby and Simon saw what happened they too found it pretty amusing. Oliver thought it was no big deal.
Simon with his ballooooo...
You can see Simon saying it... "ba llooooo"
Ruby leading the boys until Simon somehow cut and run free.
They took this as an opportunity and ran with bliss. It was all over their faces.
And Ruby emerges from another balloon victory unscathed. Just wait until they are older, girl. You days of balloon stealing are numbered.
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