After an enjoyable and cheap lunchtime meal at Tony Roma's - Famous for Ribs - to celebrate my cousin's 11th birthday our waitress brought over four helium-filled balloons for the birthday boy. We sang 'Happy Birthday' (or not, depending on copyright and performance laws) and took photos of the little scamp with the balloons tied comically to his wrists like a Gerry Anderson puppet. He looked very sweet...until he snarled:
"What am I gonna do with them?!"
Kids, eh? Don't you just love 'em?