I needed something to, shall we say, encourage Evelyn to finish her dinner last night. Nothing like a beautifully wrapped Easter gift from the girls’ great grandma and great aunt! I was trying to save it until closer to Easter but I had a hunch there were a few items like an egg dying kit we’d be able to use pre-Easter so I used that awesome present as bait and Evelyn gobbled her meal right up.
We sorted through the goodies and I tucked away most of the candy and toys away before the kids could get too attached–it’ll be a surprise again come Easter. The one thing I couldn’t bring myself to put away was a hilarious bunny punching balloon.
I remember receiving several punching balloons as a kid and though I’ve got a phobia of balloons exploding in my face, it never occurred to me that punching a balloon put me at greater risk. Anyway, since I last played with a punching balloon, the things have gotten even more high-tech. Not only are they made from incredibly durable material, they’re shaped into amusing creatures. In honor of Easter, we got a rabbit.
Jack blew it up but it took him a few times to figure out how to tie the end off so it wouldn’t deflate. The result? A bloated pink bunny.
(Did you catch a glimpse of our TV atop a TV? Very hick, yes, but I couldn’t bring myself to invest in a coffee table just for the duration of our stay…I just pretend it’s recycling).
