If you're a regular reader of this blog, you know that Sam lives for bathtime. The thrill hasn't worn off over time, if anything, he has grown to love it more and more. At this point he begs to get in the tub whether there's water in it or not.
Christmas brought some good enhancements -- a boat, a wind up whale, some suction cup ducks, a set of floating turtles -- but we took it to a whole new level this weekend when we invested in some new bubbles. We've always blown bubbles, and Sam's always loved them. In fact, "bubbles" is one of the few two-syllable words he can pronounce. BUT, the new bubble- blower is totally awesome. It shoots out tons of tiny bubbles all at once, and they magically stick around longer than most. I'm not sure who's happier, Sam or Steve (a.k.a. "The Bubble Master").
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