On my days off, my husband, son and I would make an effort to go out as a family. It’s just our way of catching up to do things as a family that we could not do on regular days. Nothing fancy. Just a stroll in the park. A meal in a restaurant. Or soaking in the mall-culture.
So two weeks ago, we went to the Photo Exhibit at the mall. It’s actually an amateur photography competition and all the entries were on display for final judging.
My son got hooked on this one:
Son: Mama, when I grow up, I want to fly that big, big balloon!
I thought he was going to tell me that he’s going to be a photographer, hahahah. But take note, he didn’t say “ride” on the balloon. He was very specific that he wants to “fly” the balloon. There is a difference between the two.