I feel like playing with balloons again. And yes, of course, they all need to be blown up! One by one. Who would have thought! I love those sounds, the rubber when I pull it apart and let it go again! And the innocence about it. I gush. When they are nice and plump, I tease the rubber with my nails, will he burst? See for yourself! The blow up part was the most fun. I admit it! Any questions, boys?