Don’t Pop That Balloon!
The kids have had balloons floating around for two weeks now, and they’re driving me nuts. But, I won’t pop those damned balloons. I will let them float around, tripping me and driving me nuts. Because I know that one day, I’ll wish against wish they were right back in my way. Let them be little. Let them make messes. Let them be. And be so very grateful for every second.