Light-headed

That's what I was feeling this evening after half an hour of blowing bubbles with the kids. It was kind of like trying to blow up an air mattress with just your trusty lung power, only it takes longer to happen. I used to think those bubble machines that blow lots of bubbles took the fun out of blowing bubbles. I'm rethinking my position. With two kids who love to chase and pop bubbles and one who will join them next year, that's a lot of bubbles for a dad to produce for an extended period of time. A bubble machine might be a good thing after all.

The boys got it in their minds that it would be a fun thing to pop the bubbles with their tongues. So that's what they proceeded to do. The taste did not seem to bother them. In fact, Ben was quite happy dipping a wand into the bubble solution and sucking on it. Yuck. Since the bubble solution is non-toxic, I merely suggested they probably did not want to do that but let them continue. I'm a dad. When my wife came out, she made them stop for fear that it might make them sick. She's a mom. =)