Mac has learned the word "NO". He's known the meaning of it for a while and when he didn't want to do something he would shake his head no, but now he can actually verbalize it. And the funniest part about it is that he says it in the same mildly exasperated tone I say it to him when he's doing something ridiculous. It's not just a "No" it's a "Nooooo nonono".

Yesterday I took him to the airport to visit his Grandpapa.  The airport here has a helium machine. When we were little, my dad used to bring home red weather balloons filled with helium for us to play with. We use to roll on them, use them as trampolines etc. They're great balloons because they're so thick it's hard to pop one unintentionally. So anyhow, Grandpapa took Mac up to the helium machine so that he could give him his very own weather balloon. We were talking as he was filling the balloon and I didn't notice until it was too late that the balloon was slipping off the helium nozzle.  Suddenly, the balloon popped off the machine and began to deflate loudly. Mac, who had been watching the proceedings with mild interest and curiosity panicked, ran to me, jumped into my arms and said "NONONONONONONONONO!!!!!" as the balloon completely deflated and fluttered to the ground.

It was one of those moments where I wanted to comfort him but couldn't... because I was laughing so hard. He's so cute... Anyhow, this is him with the final product.  Mac loves it because he's found yet another way to torture Hemi.

I lub him.


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