Beware of the Hippos!

So we were shopping for Benjamin's birthday gift, and we stumbled upon the bubble section. Benjamin loves bubbles and makes the cutest little popping noise when he pops them. This can get quite animated at times and it's hilarious. He claps his hands together as if to squish the bubble and says pop pop, or sometimes op op. Either way it's adorable.

Sooo... we thought that the hippo that blows bubbles out of it's mouth would be a wonderful gift. Supposedly, you pull the trigger on it's back and voila, out come the bubbles. Well, this did not go over as well as intended. He started to get the fat lip immediately (this dates back to when he was tiny and Warren used to unintentionally scare him with vibrating noises), so we knew it wasn't good, but we kept trying waiting for the bubbles to come out to cheer him up. The bubbles never came out.

He was pretty much screaming at this point, so we thought that a little cake would make him feel better. Every kid likes cake, right? He did like the cake, but was still mad about the hippo, so he cried on and of throughout eating it (which was sorta funny) and was upset again after about 5 minutes because it was then all over his hands... this is the same kid who thrives on messy dirt hands, so we have no idea what that was all about.

We did get a few pictures of the event. We actually had flashbacks to last year's birthday because the same thing happened. Maybe it's going to be a trend where he screams on his birthday? Maybe next year we will play the "It's my party and I'll cry if I want to" song before we start opening presents. lol... it was funny though. Poor kid.

So my story sums up with this: beware of the hippos.