Bubble Time

Last night's bath was one of the good ones: the final half hour was spent blowing bubbles over the tub with Sammy clapping them, catching them, covering himself with them. Peter was drawn back to the tub scene after exiting earlier to transform the counter sink into an aquarium (an elaborate process involving soap, colors when available, and many, many sea creatures and insects). Peter offered to blow bubbles for Sammy as well, and soon the two of them were giggling, then shouting, and finally shrieking with glee. Given the acoustics of the bathroom, my ear drums were ringing, but it was all in a very good cause.