He demanded the purple balloon. Told everyone that it was his from the get go.
We all know the balloons on Costco cakes are little mountains of butter cream.
Mountains that make your mouth tingle. And not necessarily in a good way.
Add in some ice cream and lots of playing and you get overload.
Sugar overload. Fun overload.
And not ten minutes on the road and he is out like a light (for the night it would turn out.)
Arms crossed (like father like son) clutching his glow sticks.
And that is how Beau ended his weekend.