Balloons are great! They remind me of babies. Everyone, young and old loves them and can't seem to resist them.
However, I get put off by the look (that dusty dirty 'tired balloon' look) which I've learned is an atmospheric reaction called oxidation.
Then people just seemed to overdo the arches, like there was no other balloon design in the World. And in my day, there would be this mad rush for the decor balloons after a party (you'd pray your grown up was the tall enough and the interested kind) who would reach up and dislocate the balloon from whatever had it propped up and out of reach.
Then again I get put off or act disinterested in things that everyone is interested in , so I started to kind of have a 'bla' feeling towards balloons.
All of a sudden they disappeared from all events except may be children's parties.
Fastfoward past secondary school, Uni, youth service, work, marriage and babies.
I'm a mum now, that's crazy, I still feel like an unsure school girl (let's skip the nightmares that I still get take me back to SS3 right before exams and I've procrastinated studying for SSCE except in Math.........love you Maths!). Back to the point, I'm a mum who feels like girl.
So it's my son's first birthday so I visit a party store and discover an amazing balloon called an air walker. It's my height, it stands by itself, the character is 'Bugs Bunny', the only one they had and my 1 year old never watched a Bugs Bunny cartoon, but who cares, he would go gaga over a life size helium filled bunny that could stand by itself and was just for him.
So I happily and proudly fit my bunny into the car ready to surprise him. And it was a hit, from dad to kid. We dragged Bugs around the house, punched him, took pictures and actually had good play time for almost 1 week and from that moment I knew that every birthday from then on would feature balloons.
However, I get put off by the look (that dusty dirty 'tired balloon' look) which I've learned is an atmospheric reaction called oxidation.
Then people just seemed to overdo the arches, like there was no other balloon design in the World. And in my day, there would be this mad rush for the decor balloons after a party (you'd pray your grown up was the tall enough and the interested kind) who would reach up and dislocate the balloon from whatever had it propped up and out of reach.
Then again I get put off or act disinterested in things that everyone is interested in , so I started to kind of have a 'bla' feeling towards balloons.
All of a sudden they disappeared from all events except may be children's parties.
Fastfoward past secondary school, Uni, youth service, work, marriage and babies.
I'm a mum now, that's crazy, I still feel like an unsure school girl (let's skip the nightmares that I still get take me back to SS3 right before exams and I've procrastinated studying for SSCE except in Math.........love you Maths!). Back to the point, I'm a mum who feels like girl.
So it's my son's first birthday so I visit a party store and discover an amazing balloon called an air walker. It's my height, it stands by itself, the character is 'Bugs Bunny', the only one they had and my 1 year old never watched a Bugs Bunny cartoon, but who cares, he would go gaga over a life size helium filled bunny that could stand by itself and was just for him.
So I happily and proudly fit my bunny into the car ready to surprise him. And it was a hit, from dad to kid. We dragged Bugs around the house, punched him, took pictures and actually had good play time for almost 1 week and from that moment I knew that every birthday from then on would feature balloons.
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