A 99 cent punch balloon.
He slobbers and slobbers all over it, then asks me to blow it up.
Sometimes it's rather large, mostly it's medium.
Today the opening of the balloon was found dried shut.
No amount of coaxing could blow that balloon up.
Want to know what it reminded me of?
Look very carefully.
Then only read on if you're not faint of heart.
My stomach after six pregnancies!
(Told you so.)