Papa likes to get me balloons to play with, and for a while I like to just bounce them around. But then I use the balloon to slide on the floor, and it helps me get through the house without crawling or walking. I just walk on my knees behind the balloon as I push it around. Before too long, the decoration on the balloon starts to rub off. Then when I blow bubbles on it, it's a bad combination and I wind up looking like this...
...and then Mommy has to take my balloon away and throw it in the trash. She doesn't let me watch when she does this, because it makes me sad and angry! Mommy says it a real pain to get the blue stuff out of my shirt, but fortunately it just wipes right off my face. But lucky me, since everyone loves to see me happy, I still keep getting balloons!! :o)
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HOW CUTE!!!
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