Nancy’s Charlieeee and some text from Josh and Kelly’s weekly essay from rainy-rainy SF:
“Charlie and Kelly got the first red balloon last Thursday and unfortunately Mr. C. popped it (a startling first) once he got it home. On Friday we got another red balloon and then went to the playground with it tied to his belt loop so it wouldn’t fly away.
He was immediately the target of this wretched little butt faced kid (bless his soul and all that, but he was a pushy little creep you probably went to school with one just like him) who decided that it was his. He was taking it and was prepared to use all the 3 year-old karate chops at his disposal. His Mom was off sniffing glue or something so I encouraged the little tike to play elsewhere and to leave the Bukka alone. ‘Go play over there, I think I saw some glass there’.
Charlie seemed very unruffled by Sir Sociopath… Today however Charlie opted for a more grown up color for his balloon, a simple understated white.”