Thursday, April 24, 2003

halflife of a balloon

Nikki got Sage one of these double balloons (you know, one within the other). We gave it to her this morning and she started playing with it, beginning by looking at it with glee, then moving on to waving it around and thumping it on everything - the bed, the floor, her mother's face, everything.

And like many things in life, balloon plus baby equals tragedy.

The other balloon pops and my daughter's furrowed brow is priceless, as if to say "Oh. Well. So that's that then. ", her commentary at the transient nature of things.

She still has the ultramarine inner balloon though, which she handed to me perhaps for safekeeping, or out of respect for the sanctity of life.


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