Around our house we are finding that we have to develop a secret language for certain things/activities or else the twiners go ga-ga at the very mention of these certain things. For instance, the babies love the pool and I am terrified to take all 3 kids in the pool by myself - without proper adult supervision (aka Scott) - so if we mention the words SWIMMING or POOL the babes get crazy excited thinking that it's wa-wa time. So the code word for the pool at the Herrick home is HOLLY... and yes Sam came up with the name all on her own... so if we ask you to come to the HOLLY with us we mean come over and swim between the hours of 1 and 3pm while the babes are in slumberland.
So you're probably wondering what this little tid-bit has to do with bubbles. Well, just the word bubbles conjures up some magical twinkle in all 3 of the kids eyes. We haven't quite come up with a code for bubbles yet - mostly because it's just, too sweet to watch them get so excited for bubble-time. Bubbles just seem to do that to them... it's so pure... it's so fantastic... it's the sweetest thing!
And I really did try to get pictures of B & B trying to chase all of the bubbles all over the yard but they were just to quick for me and my photo-trigger finger.