The boys soon joined her around the computer screen and were equally ammused and asked if we could make them.
"We've done that before," I reminded them. But to my amazement none of them remembered (they all have VERY good memories) I was so sure of myself. I was even certain that I had posted it on our blog (back in the day when that was a more common thing for me to do...)
Eventuallly, I found the post. "LOOK," I said, "I'm right. How can you guys not remember?!" I read through the entire post, marvelled at how well I tell a story ;-), and the kids were still not remembering. In the post I mention how I'm not a fan of bubble blowing, how it must be done out of doors etc. I then have a picture of my bubble snake with the following caption "and yes, that is a picture of my hand with bubbles in the house...but I did it over the sink...and the kids aren't home."
Insert deep belly laughs and much ribbing here.
The kids win again. Well, in the memory game. I apparently won in the bubble blowing experience. Good thing I just bought more dish soap last night. I think some bubble blowing is over due!!!
