Here's the translation: "I love balloons. Do you? I love it when they're as big as possible and I can blow them up really big. My favorite part is when they pop. I'm scared of when it happens because I never know when it's going to happen. Will I pop it with my foot, or maybe my butt? It could also be that I blow it up too much and it suddenly explodes in my face. Loud and fast. My nails might beat everything though, they're pretty sharp and could easily puncture that thin rubber skin.