Anecdote: You Can Have Any Balloon You Want. You Want Them All?

One day my wonderful daughter (Drake’s mom,) and I took Drake to Toys ‘R’ Us to pick up a gift if memory serves me correctly. As we were standing on line at the register I noticed the little guy looking at all the helium balloons floating with sheer abandon up, up towards the ceiling, yet in every kid’s eyesight…of course. Great marketing ploy, ya think?

I wandered over to the large display and picked out a balloon and thought: Hmmm, wonder if he will like this, look at it, or even play with it. What the heck; had to try!

I handed it to him and got back on the line with his mom. All of a sudden I feel these little fingers  encircling my hand and leading me back to the big balloon display. HUH? Is he trying to show me something? Is it possible?

I let him lead me to wherever it was he wanted to lead me. Actually, this kid says jump and I tell him not to make me jump too high; TOO FRIGGIN’ OLD MY LOVE, TOO FRIGGIN’ OLD!  Back to the gaggle of balloons floating above us like a rainbow of color and mish-mash of shapes. He looks up and says, “other one?” I am like WHAAAAAAAT? Did you just say other one? OTHER ONE? You are telling me my choice sucks and you want that other one??????? Here is where OMG! is perfect…OMG! OMG! Like the idiot that I can be I gave the balloon back to the salesperson, explaining this foolish old woman picked the wrong balloon, and proceeded to say to him (quite loudly and with excess animation) “you want that one? That one? You can have any balloon you want! Do You want them all?

I know people were looking at me like I was totally nuts but I did not care; not one whit! He communicated with me and that was music to my ears. It was music that all the unfortunate shoppers never got to hear—although my daughter was dancin’ to the tune!