December 2015. Isaac would turn four and it was time for a birthday party.
We talked about it and for whatever reason decided to rent the cabana owned by the strata.
We rented an inflatable Thomas the Tank Engine play tunnel thing. We also got a whole bunch of light, plastic balls for throwing and blew up a ton of balloons. Unbeknownst to me, I evidently bought some high quality balloons, that lost very little air from day to day. This will become relevant later.
The party went well. The kids had fun, no one played any of the games that Hillary setup other than Isaac, Paige, Nola and Ewan. There was yelling and running and that was all good. The blower to keep the tunnel inflated was hella loud, which I should have known, but didn't expect.
It was good and a ton of work. The next two Isaac parties were at other places that would take care of all the entertainment, food and games.
Afterwards, the Andersons helped us tear down and we ended up ordering take out Chinese afterwards. A lot of work, but a good day. Hillary and I would look back on that day with a sense of accomplishment.
But the balloons. We inflated 30-40 of them the night before. We brought them all up to the cabana and brought them all back down.
It was kind of fun to have them everywhere for a while. The kids would just grab handfuls of them and throw them around.
They could withstand a bunch of abuse and didn't seem to be losing much air very quickly.
But as the days went on, I noticed that the total number seemed to be dwindling. After a couple of days, it became clear this wasn't my imagination. I confronted Hillary about it.
"Uh. Yeah. So I didn't want to get rid of them all at once because the kids love them, but I'm not having dozens of balloons here until they all eventually deflate or get popped."
She would remove a few per day, quietly popping them until there were only one or two left. Those two lasted deep into January.
It was sneaky and she didn't even run it past me as I think she knew my vote was going to be leave them all intact for at least a few days. It was a small victory that she got away with it for those few days before I caught on.
One point Hillary.