A few weeks ago I got the idea to surprise Cameron at work with balloons. It seemed easy enough, but I always seem to forget the "toddler factor" which puts a unique spin on every situation. We hurried out the door to the grocery store to select our balloons. Immediately, I was disappointed they didn't carry heart shaped balloons...aren't those as basic as toothpaste!? Once we settled on something else and they started to fill them with helium Jasper became upset by the sound. On the way to the car, it was a tug of war between Jasper and I with the. Once inside the car, Jasper had the brilliant idea to run his fingers back and forth across the balloons making the most hideous noise. On our way to Cameron's work I started to ponder why I thought this was a good idea to begin with. I was certain the balloons would pop and Jasper would either freak out or choke to death on a ballon. Fortunately, neither of those things happened. Once downtown things started to look up, we immediately found a parking spot and made our way a few blocks to Cameron's office. At our destination, we called him and told him to look outside his window. I wished I could have seen the smile spread across his face when he looked out the window and saw his precious little boy holding a handful of balloons blowing in the wind.
