Balloons used to make me cringe. It seemed as if they were everywhere. At the park. The grocery store. Outside stores. In restaurants. And these seemingly innocent helium ovals resulted in Lucas throwing a magnificent tantrum.
He still has quite the affinity for balloons but they don't make him go to the floor, screaming as though his hand had been cut off.
Today, I'm thankful balloons don't rule my life.
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