Who invented balloons? Was this person a father, was this person a freak? No matter, they bring happiness to most and a few sad moments too some. I really hate when a balloon pops on a little one. They were just looking at a happy moment and enjoying this round circle full of air, then pop...their little happy time is gone, and the tears begin.
This afternoon, we took Grandma Midge to get a new family member. A yellow canary, a special friend to love. We had a wonderful time this afternoon helping get Grandma Midge a new bird. Bryce even decided that his name should be "Boo". I am not sure that is what his name will be , but good try little one.
When I told Bryce we were going to help Grandma Midge get a new bird today, Bryce said, Green bird...Charlotte, blue bird. Bryce was trying to tell us that she needed a green bird (which she already has, Journey.) and that Charlotte needed a blue bird.
After we put Grandma Midge's bird in his new home, it was time for lunch. There is no better place to share a burger these days than at Red Robin. We had a wonderful time and Bryce loved taking home her balloon.....
...just don't pop on my babies face...please! We all had a great lunch and then it was time for naps for all...
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