Have you ever seen The Red Balloon? It’s a silent French short film following a boy and his, well, red balloon. So sweet. Here’s a clip:

So when I asked Ruth to pull out a book to read, this is the one she chose. And guess what caught her eye.
BUE. BAWOON. She can’t say her L’s yet and ends each word like there’s a period and pause. BUE (end of sentence) BAWOON.

So I went into my trusty hanging shoe holder thing inside the closet where I keep some crafts for her and scrummaged around for a balloon.

Here are some her some stills from her own sweet short film. If only we had some french in us. Well, I kinda was, you know. I remember my first midwife, while carrying Ruthie, said something to the effect of… Didn’t you know that the average weight gain for a woman in France is 50 lbs?

I was sooo french, people.

Anyway, onto Ruth’s mini photoshoot with her own friendly balloon.






I really was going for an artsy blurry look.

Ahem.

Go out and find a balloon, everyone! They bring so much joy.