When the boys are in charge

Reese has an ear infection so I chose to stay home with her while Mason and Gary went to a birthday party at Peter Piper Pizza today. Apparently, they had enough tickets to purchase something from the store there. Mason LOVES balloons, and of course Gary knows that. So with Mason's tickets, he makes a purchase. My wonderful husband convinced Mason that "it's a balloon"...it being a whoopie cushion. So, yes, I leave them alone and they come home with a whoopie cushion, which of course now Mason loves. Poor boy couldn't quite get it figured out how to sit on it on the floor as he kept overshooting and his booty would miss it. Plus, he almost doesn't weigh enough so he has to sometimes bounce on it. Reese didn't know what to think of it so she just stared in utter amazement. The dogs went a little crazy.  I could have done without it, but did enjoy hearing Mason laugh so hard at himself.