UFO Sighting

I was in my bedroom putting away some laundry last week when Geno yells for me to come outside quickly. Since I can tell the difference between his "total panic" voice and "come see this cool thing" voice, I wasn't moving as quickly as he wanted.
"Hurry up!" he says as I open the front door and see that he is headed out to the road. My heart starts to beat harder as I think that maybe our next door neighbor's dog has finally been hit by the garbage truck or UPS truck that it chases constantly. Even worse, our cat is out there!
He turns around to look over the house and, once again, tells me to hurry! run!
"See that thing above the tree line!"
"I don't see anything." I say this incredibly calmly now that I know it isn't a hurt animal.
"There above the house! Move over here!" He is so excited that he is moving almost like he has to pee.
"Look at how it is falling so quickly and catching the glare of the sun!"
Now, for the record, I should state that Geno used to be an orbital analyst in Cheyenne Mountain. You know the place-where Matthew Broderick was taken to in War Games because he accepted the computers challenge to a game of Global Thermonuclear War. Geno was amazing at this job as he is with pretty much any job he has. He tracked thousands of pieces of space debris and watched to make sure that if they were going to survive re-entry that the rest of the world didn't mistake them for a missile and start a war. He has all kinds of "space" knowledge and is always aware when you will be able to view the space station because its orbit will reflect the sun (which would explain his being so excited about the shiny object.)
"It is a balloon."
"That is too big for a balloon and look how it reflects the sun!"
"It is one of those shiny balloons." Ok, so I couldn't find the word "mylar" anywhere in my vocabulary! I won't forget it again.
"Hey! Don't we have some binoculars?"
"Yes" I reply as if I can't believe that he actually still thinks he needs them.
"Go get them! I will stay out here and keep an eye on it."
I start to walk toward the house and he yells, "RUN!" Like I am going to run! I did jog, though, and I must say that my surgery was successful!! I get them from behind the closet door and head outside-not hurrying by any means. Geno meets me half way across the yard and grabs them. He runs back out to the road as I return to the house to finish folding that laundry.
A minute later, I am walking through the living room to put something away in the laundry room as Geno opens the door.
"Ok, it is a kids balloon." He was so incredibly let down that you would have thought he was 5 and that was his lost balloon floating around up there.
"What? Did you look through the binoculars and see Scooby Doo looking back at you?" You know that I couldn't help but make fun of him at this point!
"No. It was yellow and purple. I think it was a Dora balloon."
So, I wanted to make sure to warn all of you that there has been a Dora sighting ;o)