Bloon-boom

 When the tornadoes ripped through the South, we were fortunate to not have any damage in our area. For our neighborhood, the worst was extreme wind and loss of power. I wasn't up for throwing dinner together, so we traveled to the neighboring city to eat at Red Robin. Yum. The kids were great and very excited to eat out. O wore this necklace around his head the whole evening. He was looking gooood.

This is his second balloon. As we left the restaurant, we tied the balloons on all wrists. As we walked out into the huge gusts of wind, O's balloon was ripped from his wrist and then hovered a few feet from him. O screamed out for his bloon-boom. I jumped out to grab the balloon just as it flew off into the night sky. O cried hysterically over his loss. Of course we had to walk back into the restaurant to get another balloon (practically laughing the whole time) and he was happy as a clam...although, he still talks about the wind and the moon taking his balloon way.