On the way back home after shopping, junior D was searching for the moon. I helped her to spot it from the car window and she shouted, 'Hi moon. How are you?'
After a pause she said, 'where's my balloon? What is he doing? ' We looked at each other and laughed.
FLASH BACK: ten days back
D had already had her share of fun for the day and was not happy about a long drive to reach the party venue. Junior D was super excited about it. After a 45 minutes drive and a 15 minutes search we entered the party hall. The event was already half way through and kids running around with balloons.
D was not very keen to play but engaged herself in collecting those balloons. Junior was happy with a pink one, but D would find her the first victim when collecting.
At the end of the party, D had 3 balloons with her and had to give one to junior. We got into the car with the annoying balloons often blocking the rare view mirror. D went off to sleep and so did just junior try to. When we reached home, junior got down and let go the balloon. I attempted to catch it, but no luck with the halogen filled one. Now I turned to junior thinking how terrific she would react. Looking at the sky, she frowned and said "that balloon went to the moooooon!"