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fun

Talk about a walk down memory lane.

My mom purchased a play parachute for the girls to use during our visit to Houston.

My sister, hubby and I were reliving our youth from PE classes in elementary school and the girls were experiencing something totally new and awesome to them.

We first played with just the parachute.  Up and down, making a mushroom cloud and getting inside it.

Parachutes with popcorn

Then, we remembered that we used soft-foamy balls as “popcorn” to bounce around the parachute.  We didn’t have any of those, so we used some linky toys instead.

We spread them out on the parachute.

Parachutes with popcorn

Then, we grabbed onto the handles and bounced the “popcorn” around.  I wouldn’t really recommend this source of “popcorn” as it goes pretty high and isn’t the softest.  I guess we learned why we used foam balls in elementary school.

Obviously, they had a blast, though!  That’s some joy right there.

Parachutes with popcorn

Evidence of the “shrapnel popcorn” flung around grandma’s living room.

Parachutes with popcorn

Then, the girls grew tired of holding onto the parachute, and jumped on for a ride.  They were a little heavier than the previous “popcorn” so they didn’t fly off!

Parachutes with popcorn

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*unless of course they try to eat them, because that’s really, really bad.

We went out for dinner.  To a real restaurant.  With both kids.  It doesn’t happen often.

And, it was just what we needed.

After dinner, the wonderful, genius waitress bought us 10 more minutes at the table by bringing us some fabulous balloons.

In fact, it bought us at least 20 minutes of fun at home, too.

Playing hide “balloon head Izzy.”

balloon head

And, then “peek-a-boo.”

and a cutie

Followed by “reach for the sky.”

come here, balloon

And then, “I almost got it” (times two if you look in the back).

so close, now.

Shortly after, some “I see you.”

I see you.

With a quick shot with mommy and “you can’t see me through this blue balloon.”

another balloon head

The look of the “determined balloon catcher.”

in her sights.

And, a baby gazing at her momma.

success.

So thankful for those extra balloon minutes at our house.  They sure made us all cheery.
So, maybe I should call balloons “family-crack.”

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