Heard from the toddler bedroom early this morning:
Delaney: Where's my balloon? (starts to cry) Mama, where's my balloon??? (cry turns into sobbing)
Heard next from the adult bedroom:
Me: (nudging Roger) Did you hear that?
Roger: Umph. Uugh. Uh, what?
Me: She asked where her balloon is! You know, the one I killed last night?
Roger: You mean the balloon she got at the store yesterday, that she worshiped all day and that you, in your typical paranoid freakout mode, thought was a choking hazard so you destroyed it as soon as she fell asleep? That balloon?
Me: Um, yeah. I didn't think she'd remember it.
Toddler howls in the background.
Roger: She remembers it.
Tee hee. My girls will hang on to balloons until they are withered, deflated sad little things in the corner.
I bet you will be surprised how laid back you become once you have two little ones! ;)
Posted by: Jamie | July 22, 2007 at 12:18 PM
Same thing here...escept it's not so much a choking hazard as just an annoyance. And then one or both will invariably let go and it will fly up to the ceiling fan and get wrapped up, or else friends come over and there is much fighting over who can play with the balloon. But yeah. We are in the same club.
Posted by: Anne | July 22, 2007 at 01:04 PM
We were separated. At birth.
How else to explain my decision to pop my kids' balloons before I left town ... because... if allowed to linger, those balloons would have shrunk into what is THE No. 1 choking hazard.
I've popped them. Hidden them in closets. Oh, yeah, and stuffed them in the outside garbage can.
And yes, the kids protest. But it doesn't stop me.
Posted by: Arkie Mama | July 22, 2007 at 10:45 PM
Agreed. Balloons are the gift of Satan; however - allowing her to plug my cell phone charger in-and-out of the electrical socket for 20 minutes: No big deal. It's no wonder she's confused.... ;-)
Posted by: Steph | July 23, 2007 at 12:01 AM
Fortunately, my daughter (still two, almost three) is at a point now where she will help us "kill" the balloons so I don't need to worry about them.
Posted by: midlife mommy | July 23, 2007 at 11:53 AM
Been there. Done that. Poor Colleen.
Posted by: Shauna | July 23, 2007 at 08:43 PM
Every dang time someone gives her a balloon, that's the story here. And, I swear, it IS a choking hazard! I heard of a three year old that is now brain dead because she bit the balloon and it flew in to her THROAT and closed off her airway. Welcome to my paranoia. (Bob says the same thing as Roger. But paranoia wins)
Posted by: Mrs. Flinger | July 24, 2007 at 09:31 PM
I destroy every balloon that comes through our door. Mainly because they lead to fights and are just generally annoying.
Posted by: Queeny | July 25, 2007 at 12:22 PM
LOL, that happens to me all the time.
Posted by: The Domestic Diva | July 26, 2007 at 04:07 PM