Bubbles

It is difficult to get 3 siblings interested in the same thing at the same time.

Last night was one of those rare moments when I had all 3 Eikenkids engaged in an activity that each enjoyed.

Blowing bubbles.

They received a great bubble blowing insect at a friends birthday part a few days ago, and while I enjoyed a glass of wine, they enjoyed making bubbles.

The way they individually approached bubble blowing said a lot about their personalities.

Harris liked to blow long streams of bubbles one minute, and then the next he was trying to blow the biggest bubble possible.  He enjoyed the bubbles his siblings were making just as much as his own.

Harper wanted to make sure I was watching her bubble making, and she bounced between what Harris was doing and what Graham was doing.  She was also making sure the plate had enough bubbles at all times.

Graham was only interested in the science of bubbles.  Trying to understand if a larger bubble lived longer than a smaller one, which type would fly the farthest, and figuring out how much liquid produced the best bubbles.

As for me, I sat back and watched it all, only wishing it would never end.

Hoping nothing would ever burst my bubble.