Addison And The Balloons

     This weekend, we went to Red Robin to eat dinner.  Addie had a great time at the restaurant.  She loved the carousel horses, the bright lights, the televisions in the floor, and last and most importantly the balloons.  Kyle and I were able to enjoy our dinners and were not having to tell Addie to sit down over and over again all because of the balloons.  Addie is obsessed with balloons.  She ate all of her meal because her daddy promised her a balloon when we left.  Oh what we didn't know with that promise...

    We didn't know that after we left Red Robin that we would be carry these lovely balloons all around Nashville West.  We tried to talk and reason with our oh so smart two year old that the balloons needed to stay in the car.  That the balloons would be safer in the car.  That the store people would take the balloons from her.  When the tears started flowing we even tried to get really mean and said that we were going to let the balloons go.  (We were  using our serious parent voices here.) We were trying everything but the tears just kept coming so... you guessed it these balloons went with us.  We showed her!  As we were walking to the stores we looked at all of the parents driving by us with looks of... we have been there ..... look at those suckers... and what new parents.   So we tied the balloons to the buggies in Dick's Sporting Goods and Target while we had a great evening shopping around.  Addie was happy and so were the shoppers in the stores.

     The balloons didn't lose their appeal after our shopping trip because Addie carried them around all night.  We held them while we brushed our teeth, put on our pjs, and watched Mickey Mouse.  When it was time for bed, I was able to talk her into leaving the balloons downstairs tied to her highchair.  I said, " The balloons will be here waiting for you when you wake up for breakfast."

 
     To Addie's dismay, the magic of her balloons was gone in the morning and the balloons were on the floor when she came downstairs for her Saturday muffins.  She threw the balloons in the air and said "sky, sky"  It was a little sad but she got over it and she loved them anyway.  That day she toted the balloons around the house, outside on our walk, in the shower, and even to the Mexican restaurant that night.  

Just think if everyone could find life's little joys like a two year old.