Bubbles have a way of making people smile.
I learned that when my sons were small.
Three fighting, crabby boys when placed in a bathtub of bubbles always came out not just clean, but also full of giggles.
Which reminds me of one of our favorite poems by Shel Silverstein:
There’s too many kids in this tub
There’s too many elbows to scrub
I just washed a behind that I’m sure wasn’t mine
There’s too many kids in this tub.
Even though I’m not a big fan of baths myself, every ten years or so I have to admit to lying afloat in a sea of bubbles,
letting the happy take over.
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Thanks for this post. Made me remember my childhood times with playing bubbles with siblings, of my son when he was smaller, playing in the tub too, blowing bubbles, playing with his water blaster, giggling, laughing, sharing stories…fun and magical times… Have a great weekend and best of blessings to you and your family.
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