Pooh Stick

[billroper]

When daisy_knotwise was out earlier with the girls, she went to Party City looking for some supplies. While there, she bought two Mylar balloons, one for Katie, and one for Julie. (Katie's has Pooh on it. This is not a surprise. And actually, so does Julie's.)

Having been carefully warned not to take the balloons into the living room with the vaulted ceiling, Katie carefully ignored this warning and -- well, there were the balloons, bobbing around on the very high ceiling. I could almost reach the ribbons. At least, for certain values of almost, but none that wouldn't require a ladder of moderate height.

Or perhaps the extensible pole for changing light bulbs...

Extending the pole to maximum length, I proceeded to use my very long stick to bat the balloons over to the balcony where Gretchen could retrieve them.

The balloons are now in Katie's room. The ceiling's much lower there.

Gretchen is tying a weight to the end of the ribbons anyway. :)

Comments

[blaurentnv.livejournal.com]

You do realize that you provided entertainment for the kids, so this process will be repeated. If you'd coped with the hard lesson once, it would have only been once.

[spiritdancer]

Hopefully she'll not follow David's example - he let go of his balloon outside, and was sadly disappointed that Mommy & Daddy couldn't get it back.

And I don't recall if you have any ceiling fans, but if you do, Gretchen's idea of weighing down the balloons is a Really Good Idea

[ann-totusek.livejournal.com]

Working with (among others) developmentally disabled kids as a nurse, "pooh stick" has entirely different connotations for me...

[daisy-knotwise.livejournal.com]

Been there, done that on both counts.
Elmo got tangled up in the ceiling fan in the family room once.
Roper had to get the ladder to untangle it.

The balloon that went flying away was actually my fault.
We went to the park on the way home with a balloon. I opened both doors on the van to get the girls out and the cross wind took the baloon right out the door.
Not only did I feel bad for Katie, I felt really dumb for myself.

GHR

[zencuppa.livejournal.com]

Ah well, at least there wasn't a ceiling fan *grin.*

[ladyrutile.livejournal.com]

I can remember a con (not sure *which* con!) at which someone decided that the high-ceilinged ballroom was a good place for helium balloons. We actually had an enjoyable time fishing for balloons. It's a little surreal when the "fish" have the fishing lines and all you have are the poles, with tape on the end!