BLOON!

Two weeks ago was James' birthday.

One of the things we did for the party was get helium-filled balloons for each of the kids.  That included James and Daniel.  James mostly didn't care which one he got, I let him pick them all, so he only selected ones he liked.

Daniel, on the other hand, was impressed beyond measure with the "present balloon".

Pictured left: BLOON!
Actually, both of them are impressed with the cube-loon, James asked me to draw a man with a "present balloon" the other day when we were playing with crayons, but Daniel is far more enamored with it.

For the last two weeks he will periodically, happily announce "BLOON!" when he is carrying it around, or occasionally call out plaintively "Bloon!"  when he's suffering withdrawal and he can't reach the ribbon himself.  I've taken to giving it to him when I'm changing his diaper because it's the only thing pretty much guaranteed to keep him still.  Who knew a bloon would be such a good investment?

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