Anyway, to talk about balloons....I was reminded of Saturday.
I was at Wild Wild Wet, walking around aimlessly doing my job when I encountered a small child calling for mama.
So I asked and he lost his mama.
I offered my hand and asked if he wants to go find mama with me.
The little child took some time but eventually put his hands to my fingers. (There was a strange rush of feelings but it was well put down as I was working.)
I led him to a major stairway facing the children water park and sort of make him sit there, hoping that the parents can see us and come to us isntead.
Then I pulled out the pump and ballons and starts a balloon for him.
He was so happily distracted that he squels at the sight of a pumped small bubble at the balloon!
Anyway, made him a balloon sword to hold in his hand and eventually carried him around a bit.
Thankfully his mother saw us and came running after us.
Much much later, I saw them at the exit of the park. He is a She.