Tuesday, January 20, 2009

The tale of the balloon...

Once upon a time, there was a tiny princess who loved balloons. I mean LOVED balloons. One glorious day (three weeks ago), she was invited to her first tiny birthday party, where she played pin-the-belly-on-the-Care-Bear, ate cake, and was given a balloon to take home. Happiness. UNTIL. The princess and her mother got in the car and somehow the balloon (which was actually tied to the princess' wrist) slipped off the tiny wrist and floated to the sky. The poor devastated princess sobbed as she watched her prized possession slip into the big blue sky. Her mother promised her another balloon. For the next three weeks, the tiny princess never forgot the balloon.
"Mom, balloon fly away in the sky. Need another one."
"Yes, I know. I promise we will get you one."
Yesterday, the royal family went to Sunflower market (the queen's favorite), where the kind workers gave each of the royal children a balloon. The tiny one literally squealed with delight. This time, she not only had the balloon tied to her wrist, but she held on to the ribbon for dear life. The family finished their shopping and went to the car. As they climbed in, still white-knuckle holding on the the ribbon, they discovered that the worker had not tied the ribbon to the balloon very carefully and the balloon popped off of the ribbon and once again, floated away into the sky. The tiny and horrified princess let out the most heart-wrenching howls. The queen frantically shouted, "SOMEONE GIVE HER YOUR BALLOON." The beautiful, kind and compassionate oldest princess quickly ripped the balloon from her own wrist and put it on her tiny sister's wrist. (I just found out that the sweet and loving prince also tried to give her his balloon, but the older princess was faster. What amazing children.) Crisis averted. Except... the tiny one could not forget that she had lost her second balloon.
"MOM, BALLOON FLY AWAY IN THE SKY AGAIN."
"Yes, but Ashton gave you her balloon. Isn't she nice?"
"Oh, yep."
(This conversation repeated frequently for the rest of the day.)
Here are the royal children and the remaining two balloons.
Don't worry. The royal grandmother promised to pay for the tiny princess' therapy that she will undoubtedly need after all this.

3 comments:

Hillary said...

That is even sadder and more funny the second time.

You need to send me a picture of your newly toned head.

Ok, loveyoubye.

Joanie said...

I can hardly wait for the next installment from the life of the tiny princess.

Jess these stories are great! Keep them coming!

Love you,

Lynne's Somewhat Invented Life said...

I suggest you invest in a can of helium and buy a handful of baloons.

This is such a sweet story. Thanks for telling it.

And I wanna see your toned head too.