Balloons ... are mine.

Spencer and his security balloons. Two weeks after his birthday party and he is still carrying his balloons everywhere--up and down stairs, as he colors, as he eats, as he plays with trucks, as he sits in my lap to read books (making it quite difficult to see the words). Occasionally he will ask mama or daddy to hold them while he climbs or plays bc he is concerned that the ceiling fans will get them if the balloons "fly away". but for the most part of three days he carried them for hours at a time. As you can see in the pictures the helium is almost gone, there's no chance they can fly away and yet he still totes them with love. Ms. Anna saw him doing this and reminded me that he did this for days in February when we had a Valentine's balloon. sad or funny? Thank you GrandDuncans for giving him his birthday balloons.