Overcoming fear
We learned again around Nathaniel's first birthday that he is scared of balloons. It's a little strange to see our happy, easy-going little guy tense up and clutch whoever or whatever is near when he's confronted with a floating bag of latex or mylar, but that's exactly what happened several times around his birthday.
I'm happy to say, though, that now that there have been a few balloons hanging around the house (we tried to hide them away, but he's good at finding things), he's not scared anymore.
Well, I can't really say that for sure. He really hasn't confronted the floating helium-filled balloon too much. But the air-filled, ground-dwelling balloons? Not a problem. He grabs it and bops it back and forth; he tries to rip it apart with his bare hands; he even tries to belly flop on it.
I know the end result will be a popped balloon that renews his fear, so I've been trying to encourage him to play with the balloons in a tamer fashion, but it's really only a matter of time. Still, I'm glad to see he's overcome this fear. It's a good talent to have.
posted by Mark Correa @ 4:01 PM
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Mark, I remember when my daughter (who is now 20) was younger (probably of toddler age), we were at the mall one afternoon. There was a 'man' made of balloons kind of standing by the doorway of Mr Bulky (a candy store). I remember she started crying when she saw it. It was kind of all silver mylar. I guess in her eyes it was some so of monster or something. Maybe there is something with young children and mylar that is scary, I'm not sure.
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