Balloon-pop
Seth says this. On a loop, all day. Friday night he woke up at 2am. I stumbled into his room and did the "mommy soothing hand on forehead thingy" and he looked at me, bleary-eyed and all pink from sleeping, "Mommy, balloon-pop."
I don't know what the fascination is with balloons popping. He loves balloons. He saw one pop once. And that's all I know.
My sister gave him a whoopy cushion and he called it, Balloon-pop. He was scared of it if anyone was holding it. He would carry his Balloon-pop around without issue, unless the air started to escape. If that happened, he would drop it and run. And scream, "Balloon-pop!!! Balloon-pop!!!"
Odd child.
Also, last night he was sweeping the floor in the living room. He started walking in a circle, holding onto the handle and keeping the bristles in the middle. Around and around and around.
"Mommy! A clock!! Tick Tock. Tick Tock."
My son, the clock. The Balloon-popping clock.
I don't know what the fascination is with balloons popping. He loves balloons. He saw one pop once. And that's all I know.
My sister gave him a whoopy cushion and he called it, Balloon-pop. He was scared of it if anyone was holding it. He would carry his Balloon-pop around without issue, unless the air started to escape. If that happened, he would drop it and run. And scream, "Balloon-pop!!! Balloon-pop!!!"
Odd child.
Also, last night he was sweeping the floor in the living room. He started walking in a circle, holding onto the handle and keeping the bristles in the middle. Around and around and around.
"Mommy! A clock!! Tick Tock. Tick Tock."
My son, the clock. The Balloon-popping clock.
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Whoa! That clock thing is amazingly smart! Sounds like he's afraid of balloons popping. It STILL scares me!
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