Walking back from a party today The Boy says "I got a boys lolly bag ... all boys stuff. WHAT!!! A butterfly ... there's a butterfly on the back of my smarties packet ... I hate butterflies. But I love to whack people with balloons." ... and with a swish and a swoosh he runs off up the street slicing the air with his balloon sword.
He doesn't get far though because soon his sword starts to deflate. "Oh I must of squeezed too hard, see ... see ... see me squeeze it" Yes a ballon slowly deflating as it is squeezed is oh so interesting ... interesting enough to occupy him until we arrive home.
I just love this boy of mine.