Bubbles

Today was another full day. By 2:30 in the afternoon my adorable 3 year old granddaughter, Abbi, arrived for her weekly afternoon with Grandma! I had hoped to take her to the park as it started out to be a lovely day. By the time she was skipping up my sidewalk, raindrops were starting to tickle her pony-tailed hairdo. Her bright blue eyes danced as I greeted her with hugs and kisses and she quickly pealed off her light pink jacket and grabbed the bottle of bubbles she spotted next to the TV. Her "dada" tried to capture her for a good-bye kiss but capturing her took a bit of daddy-fun trickery to seal the deal. As soon as her Daddy left, the bottle of bubbles was opened, the wand pulled out and handed to Grandma with instructions to blow lots of bubbles. Abbi proclaimed she "loved" bubbles. Every day she has a bubble bath and bubbles are an important part of her life. So, this Grandma became a bubble machine for her adoring granddaughter. I blew bubbles until I was light headed! Abbi directed me to blow bubbles through a 3 tier plate stand she found in my kitchen. If I succeeded she squealed with delight. She had me blowing bubbles while she sat perched on a decorative kitchen stool popping them with her pinky finger. I blew bubbles for her to step on when they didn't pop on the floor. She even used her new pink princess wand to catch the floating bubbles in the air. Only rarely did she take the bubble container from me so she could blow a few aimed directly at Grandma! The sudsy water popped on my glasses, down my arm and across my blue jeans. Each time bringing her to giggles and a proclamation of "I got you". Eventually, the bottle of bubbles got so slippery I was afraid of dropping it to the floor. I called a time-out to wash it and my slick hands off. By the time dinner was ready and Abbi's mama was here to pick her up, the bubble bottle was almost empty. I reflected that this afternoon was truly a child's and a Grandma's total delight. I am so blessed to be able to spend an afternoon playing!