Monkey has a great love of balloons as most kids do, right? We always seem to have one of those party store, disposable helium tanks in our basement and we’ll occasionally run down and blow up a couple balloons for him. Sometimes, we’re too lazy. Sometimes, we’ll just blow up a balloon and call it good enough.
Usually this is fine with Monkey, he will use the balloon as a ball. He throws it around and still finds it amusing enough. This week, though, it has proven to be a bit of a disappointment for him. He just wasn’t satisfied with tossing this balloon around, so he found a way to make it fly.
Balloon, meet ceiling fan. I wish you the best of luck.
I wonder how many times it will withstand the beating before it pops. Our youngest dog is going to fuh-reak when it does. Poor Barley.
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lmao…I read the title and thought “oh shit.” Then I looked at the title below it and it said exactly what I was thinking 😆
I am amazed at how resilient a balloon can be!! Hope Barley makes it through ok 🙂