Top Heavy Balloons

Kristina, you'll recognize this story since you were on the phone with me while it happened...let me tell you...the laughing was PAINFUL!!!

So the other day I was in my roon talking to my friend, Kristina, on the telephone when my little girl, Ashlynn, came in to complain that her sisters were playing with her two balloons. They were going to put water in them and make the pop and that was just NOT ok with her, and the mere fact that they were even touching them was beyond reasonable because they belong to HER. "OK," I tell her, "I'll take care of it in a minute."

Well, a minute came and went, I'm still on the phone and there sounds to be peace and compromise happening in the home with the girls. GREAT! Teamwork. I LOVE IT!

LOL...yes, well, I had NO idea what they were "working" on together.

Here's what I found out:

While laying on the bed nursing my baby and chatting away with Kristina (it really wasn't as long as it may sound...I think a grand total of 12 minutes and some seconds for the ENTIRE conversation which goes through the majority of the following story) Karlie pops into my room and says something like, "Presenting the Amazing Ashlynn!" So I look up toward the door expecting to see my little princess spruced up with some play make-up or wearing some fun little hair do... Just then Eliana sweeps in and announces, "Their names are Hot and Cold." Huh?! Who's names are Hot and Cold? About 4 seconds later Ashlynn comes BOUNCING in with her two balloons filled with water, stuffed into one of my bras inside her shirt! She looked like a little Dolly Parton, minus the massive amount of make-up and year supply of hair spray. So, I laugh, because, dang it, it was FUNNY. She's standing there making her chest rise up and down so the balloons with jump and jiggle...you know, it was so fascinating for her. Eliana tells me the filled one balloon with hot water and the other with cold...I don't know why, but it must have felt wierd. So they're just reveling in their fun of simple augmentation making all kinds of noice so I leave the room and head for the quiet in the family room.

Moments later, here comes Karlie. She now has my bra on and the two balloons safely snug inside. She slides up to my side and with this hilariously husky voice says, "I'm HOT!" and then glancing downward from one side to the other raising the appropriate shoulder to elevate her chest, she says, "...and this is Chili, and this is Pepper!"

OH MY GOSH!! Are you kidding, I could hardly stand it...it was so funny!

She then takes off her shirt and is standing here with my balloon filled bra on, I tell her they're really too high to be a representation of really ones and begin to pull them down a bit on her chest (Look, there were no boys in the house and it was just cute to watch them trying to emulate 'women'...shoot me for thinking they were amusing at that very moment) Eliana, with a certain amount of disbelief and light-hearted criticism, scolds me, "So you're going to make it so it looks like she could really have them?!" Karlie replies with a whole lot of "duh" in her voice, "Yeah, she like them" while running her left hand down the side of her left balloon. OK, I'm beginning to have a need for an oxygen mask and a diaper...you know, it was simply hysterical.
THEN she does the unthinkable for which I'm going to need resuscitation; she grabbes hold of each balloon and kisses the right sided followed by the left in this "gym-nut, Jock, self-loving, muscle adoring approval thing" sort of way. TOO MUCH!!! This girl is a riot!!