My friend Cat has a son (we call him Jambuca) who is EXACTLY nine months older than B-Boy, to the day. This has been fun for me because I get an advanced sneak peek into what is coming for B-Boy. It's quite rewarding! But I am getting off track here...
Jambuca had a birthday party on Saturday, and we were all invited. He was turning TWO years old, and I cannot believe he is already that old. When we arrived, we put B-Boy down to run around. He was amazed at all the fun new stuff that Jambuca and his sister have, and immediately started playing with all those marvelous toys! Needless to say, he had a giant smile on his face for a large chunk of the time that we were there.
There were several kids B-Boy's age there, and B-Boy eventually warmed to playing with them. Jambuca's Dad was showing some of them a Curious George Jack in the Box. He would crank the handle while the music played, and then POP! Curious George would then pop up out of the box.
B-Boy loved it. While most of the other kids were scared of it, B-Boy figured out when the monkey would pop up, and would bounce excitedly until he did. He would then cheer and laugh... and then try to slam the monkey back into the box so it could start again.
It was really funny... and then he grabbed the box and started carrying it around. All that activity made him tired, and soon it was time to go home. Cat stopped us to give B-Boy a goody bag at the door, and the BEST goodbye gift EVER- she came over with a large bunch of mylar balloons and told B-Boy to pick one.
B-Boy was drawn to a shiny red star shaped one with a long white string. He batted it quite a bit and really enjoyed hitting it. Later, when we got home, B-Boy ran back and forth from the kitchen to the living room and back, all the while holding his red balloon. (He did this so much, I could only snap a photo when he collapsed on the floor!)
Did you meet my new friend?
He's RED!
He even enjoyed pulling it into his tunnel\hut - although it took him a little time to figure out how to get it in there. He crawled in holding the string, realized the balloon was not in there too, and crawled out. He then stood up, pulled the string down to grasp it closer to the balloon and then crawled back in. He did this three times before he was able to pull the balloon into the hut. (It was fascinating to watch his thought process.)
And there he played with it for a good while. I think he decided the hut was the balloon's house, because he left it in there to sleep.Night night red balloon!
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