Unfortunately, he loved his balloon too much. It popped, right next to his right ear. It was loud. The entire restaurant shut up for just a second, as I'm sure everyone thought there was a lunatic loose with a gun.... Lawson shrieked about 3 seconds later. And shrieked. And shrieked. Poor kid - it scared the hell out of him!
We couldn't get him back in the high chair for the rest of dinner. Guess it brought on PTSD flashbacks or something. Everyone took turns walking him around the restaurant and he finally ate some dinner, while sitting on laps. I think we'll hold off on balloons for a little while longer....
In other news, I just had to show off this adorable onesie I picked up at Target this week. Isn't it fun?
I'm very jealous of people who have kids who pose for pictures. I took a dozen shots just to get that one. I'm also including what most of the rest of them look like. Lawson is not a stay-put kind of kid... And yes, if you can't tell from the picture, Lawson has learned to run...
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