odin and pushkin play with the balloon that accompanied the flowers that we got mamma for valentine’s day.

while driving to meet mamma for lunch the following conversation unfolded:

me: "when we get to work, i think it would be fun if you took the balloon and flowers to mamma."

odin: "i think i don’t want to take the balloon anywhere."

me: "i bet if you give the balloon to mamma, she’ll give it back to you."

odin: "do you think mamma would do that for me?"

me: "oh yes! i’m sure."

odin: "why?"

me: "because mamma’s like to do that sort of thing."

odin: "oh! mammas are kind!"