The Miro Project has a little account of a recent episode in our lives where Miro lost a helium balloon to the night sky, and was only happy again when it occurred to him that it might arrive in Paris, for Bandoo to see. Since then, we were (once again!) strapping him into the car, when Miro let protest that he didn't want to wear his seatbelt.
"You must wear your seatbelt," I said. "Or if we have an accident, you'll go flying through the air."
"Will I catch my balloon then?" he asked, suddenly very excited. Not quite the effect I had wanted !