So we brought home two balloons from Red Robin on Wednesday. The helium lasted for, oh, 10 hours--much to Grace's dismay. We arrived home on Thursday and Grace found them on the floor. Lifeless.
"Oh no! They're sleeping!" she cried. She helplessly threw them in the air. Repeatedly. "Wake up, wake up, wake up."
It was cute, yet sad, all at the same time.
10 days to go. 10. I'm tired of dreaming about the marathon. Tired of envisioning a long hill that I can't tackle.