Pop . . . Pop . . . Pop, Pop, Pop! Bubbles might perfect. You see I can play with them all I want and Mommy insists that I’m not getting dirty. I still don’t know how that can be since they explode when I touch them leaving behind a slightly slimy feel and a wonderful smell – I think this batch is grape – but whatever. Part of what I love about bubbles, or as I prefer bubBLES, is there is no clean up. That’s right, no torture in the form of hand washing required when finished. They are also really quick to get started. In fact, we make a batch about once a month and Mommy stores it in containers until I want it. She always makes sure that the container we are playing out of is little so I can carry it around or maybe she doesn’t want me to spill too much but either way I like the little container.
At 14 months, I am still working on mastering blowing bubbles and I often end up with nothing but a wet hand, but that is okay. Mommy blows bubbles with me and that is the more fun part anyway. When Mommy blows the bubbles or when she helps me use my bubble blowing gadget, I get to run around and pop the floating fun. Nothing beats being totally surrounded by bubbles. Even Mommy’s smile gets bigger when I ask to play with bubbles.
Rainy day? No problem. Ask Mommy to play with bubbles inside. My Mommy usually has me do this in the kitchen or in the empty bath tub – then when I am finished we run a damp cloth over the floor where we are playing and Mommy thanks me for helping her clean??!?!? So any day you need some extra fun, bust out the bubbles and smile away!