Who would have thought that the most expensive toys would end being the ones least played with?? Like most children ours have liked the
boxes their gifts have come in more than the gift itself. They have also enjoyed an insane amount of wrapping and tissue paper. They would rather play with shoelaces and and squirt bottles than to be forced to play with toys! Although, squirt bottles can be fun. I have seen them have too much fun with old socks on their hands, and bowls on their heads. This time I have balloons. We got them from Grandma, and they have been quite a hit. The three little people played with these balloons for almost an hour yesterday. I watched Garhett smile from ear to ear while he chased his balloon around the living room. He seemed to really enjoy watching it float to the ground. I drew funny faces on each balloon for them, and that was enough to make them laugh for a fair amount of time. The only time they were not having fun was when G-man sat on his balloon and it popped--of course! Boy, he was so upset! I think it was because at first the noise scared him half to death, then he realized he no longer had a balloon. Thank goodness we had extra! Just when I finished blowing up his new balloon, I hear Brenden screaming for dear life! Yes, he too found a way to pop his balloon. Hence the reason they only played with the balloons for about an hour. After blowing up about eight new balloons I was tired! Oh, now I also know that there is not much of a reason to draw on them since they only last for a few minutes. It is not worth listening to them holler at me while they are waiting for me to finish my master piece so they can play with the balloons. I guess they don't appreciate fine art yet!
Who would have thought that the most expensive toys would end being the ones least played with?? Like most children ours have liked the boxes their gifts have come in more than the gift itself. They have also enjoyed an insane amount of wrapping and tissue paper. They would rather play with shoelaces and and squirt bottles than to be forced to play with toys! Although, squirt bottles can be fun. I have seen them have too much fun with old socks on their hands, and bowls on their heads. This time I have balloons. We got them from Grandma, and they have been quite a hit. The three little people played with these balloons for almost an hour yesterday. I watched Garhett smile from ear to ear while he chased his balloon around the living room. He seemed to really enjoy watching it float to the ground. I drew funny faces on each balloon for them, and that was enough to make them laugh for a fair amount of time. The only time they were not having fun was when G-man sat on his balloon and it popped--of course! Boy, he was so upset! I think it was because at first the noise scared him half to death, then he realized he no longer had a balloon. Thank goodness we had extra! Just when I finished blowing up his new balloon, I hear Brenden screaming for dear life! Yes, he too found a way to pop his balloon. Hence the reason they only played with the balloons for about an hour. After blowing up about eight new balloons I was tired! Oh, now I also know that there is not much of a reason to draw on them since they only last for a few minutes. It is not worth listening to them holler at me while they are waiting for me to finish my master piece so they can play with the balloons. I guess they don't appreciate fine art yet!
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