I don’t think she planned it this way…
My reflexes aren’t as fast as I’d like them to be. Last night, I was getting Gwen’s dinner ready and she was toddling around in the kitchen letting me know I was late with her dinner (non-verbally). So, I got the bowl of sweet taters ready, set them down to rinse the jar… and little miss patient pants decided to pull down the towel they were sitting on since I was taking so long. This is how it turned out:


As Gwen would say...
Stuff! Things! People!
BALLOONS!!!