After several minutes of cleaning up broken glass, and putting Band-Aids on Joshua and Joy, Celeste came back up, with a puzzled look on her face. "I can't find it."
"Joseph!" Kaye shouted, "What'd ya do with the water sprayer? I know you took it!"
"I hid it. You won't ever find it!" Apparently, Joseph was still thinking of the CD.
"Celeste. Go get it from him." Kaye sounded almost as tired as I was.
When Celeste had taken off again, Kaye turned to me with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry. We don't usually treat our sitters this bad. But our cousins just took off for Disney World, and those brats are still mad that they couldn't go."
From downstairs we heard Celeste screaming. "Tell me, or I'll take Amora away!"
"No! She wants to be with me!" Joseph was shouting too.
"No she doesn't. She only likes me!"
Kaye put her face in her hands. "Celeste! Come on, Amora doesn't only like you. She probably hates you, because you never clean out her litter box. Dad always does."
The fight went on for quite a long time, but when Celeste came up the stairs with a cat in her arms, she also had one of those little bottles that spray water.
She threw the bottle at us, and began crooning to her cat. "Oh, poor Amora. Did that bad, bad boy hurt you? I rescued you! Poor kitty." She used the same tone of voice people use when they talk to babies, and she looked absolutely stupid.
"Well, thanks." Kaye sounded pretty sarcastic.
When she started down the stairs, I followed, not having the faintest idea what she was doing.
She went into a room with a clothes washer and a huge pile of laundry on the ground. Then she opened a little door in the wall, and I stood completely still.
I hadn't been told that the Smiths had an indoor racquetball court. It was enormous. It was about the size of three small bedrooms, and twice as high. And when I saw a balloon up on the ceiling, I knew why Joshua had come into the kitchen screaming.
There was no chance of getting it.
Was there?
There was.
Kaye lifted that water thing, and sprayed the balloon. After about three minutes it came floating down.
I filed this useful trick away in my memory.
When I took the balloon back to Joshua, Joseph grabbed it. Then Jacob took it from him.
Then Joshua started screaming, then Celeste came and popped the balloon.
Hugs forever to the wonderful people who reviewed!
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By the way, the balloon and water sprayer trick does work, and it has been helpful when my brothers let go of their balloons in our indoor racquetball court. ;-)
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Rose-Bud