Ben loves balloons.
He was perfectly happy crawling all over with them safely intertwined in his sweaty, chubby little fingers.
And whenever he did get a little sad (like he started to be in the pic above) all he had to do was look up at his balloons and everything was right with the world again.
Even days later when most of them had fallen and were disposed of quickly and quietly, he still hung onto the remaining few and lived up the last bit of balloon-induced happiness.
Now you can look forward to next year, buddy! :)