She was a happy clown, handing out balloons to every boy and girl who passed by. It was a perfect photo opportunity - the kind of thing the newspaper loves. Smiling kids and parents, all waving balloons on a sunny day.

And then Tutti Frutti said it, "Okay, boys and girls. Are you ready to watch me make it grow?!!"

I wanted to tell her that maybe moving her balloon inflator might be a really good idea. I wanted to tell her that, well, maybe I do have the soul of a 12 year old boy sometimes, but that the whole "watch me make it grow" and those loooong balloons likely was giving out a message she didn't intend.

I wanted to, really I did. I took a photo instead.