When we go to Tennessee we always have to make sure to eat at Chik-Fil-A on Monday nights. That is there kids night and they have a guy there that makes balloon animals (well, balloon anythings) for all the kids. It is, literally, the highlight of our trip. Libby was dead set on getting a sword this time, but as you see, she didn't get it. This guy is amazing! You ask for it? He can make it! After he told her that he thought she would enjoy something more than a sword, grandpa came up with the idea of Tinkerbell and Libby loved it since she has been into her for awhile now. The guy thought for about a minute, then he whipped her right out for Libby. John just stared mesmerized (maybe by the sound?) and Grace would go in intervals of watching intently and crying because she didn't think she was going to get anything. :) Poor girl! Once he finished Libby's Tinkerbell, though, he asked what she wanted. Although she is speaking decently, she just stared at him for a bit. So we decided that she should have a cat like the cat she takes to bed at night. She loved hers, as well. On the trip home from Tennessee she would hold him in her hands and then, as she fell asleep, she would drop him. She would wake up immediately and start crying, "Cat, cat, cat!" I am just amazed at how this man can do these things. I'm lucky to make a poodle. And at the very bottom, that is Libby's version of balloon animals. :)
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