In prep for the birthday, I have been searching high and low for a giant rubber ducky balloon. Apparently they do not exist, although I swear I have seen one before. During my search, I took Kendall with me to the Party Store near our house.
You know how party stores are. Hundreds of balloons blown up on the ceiling, waiting for an owner. Balloons all over the walls so you can pick the perfect one - except no duckies. Well, Kendall loved the balloons. She pointed and ooohhed and ahhhed and giggled. I must have spent an extra 30 min in there pointing at balloons. I think that was the highlight of her day.
As I continued my search for the duckie balloon, I hit the Jewel. No, they don't carry them either, but they had some Bears balloons in the produce section (and inexplicably Packers balloons - seriously? Boo.) So as I bought apples and peaches, lettuce and onions, I remembered how Kendall liked those balloons, so I picked one up to see how Kendall would react when it invades her space. Go Bears.
That balloon, or as Kendall calls it the 'gaboon', is now her constant companion. Always following her around floating over her head. If it is not next to her, she will point to it, or if you ask where it is, she will go track it down and bring it to you. Or, my favorite, she will bring you both the balloon and her copy of Goodnight Moon - because in the great room, there is a red balloon.
At least she is never hard to find these days - just follow that balloon.