I am surrounded by big balloons, and find myself tossing and bouncing them off of my fingertips. I begin blowing up a big, orange 17″ balloon–blowing as much air as I can at one time, and stopping to look at how big the balloon has grown. I continue blowing the orange balloon until it is huge, and then finally tie it off. I set it down on the floor and get over top of it, sitting on it gently. I bounce softly and slowly on the balloon, and then squeeze it down against the floor. I sit back down on it with all of my weight, and then bounce softly again. It feels so good when I press down on the balloon with my hands. I’m nervous that the balloon could pop at any moment–especially with all of my weight! I bounce and bounce, sitting on it in different ways, and watch as it keeps changing shape. I bounce faster, filled with anticipation, as the shape of the balloon goes crazy from my weight and movement. As I am bouncing on the balloon, it pops right underneath me! It is so loud, and it shatters everywhere! I fall right onto the floor, and give a little screech, as it takes me off guard! I smile and giggle from the excitement.