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Bubble, bubble, toil and trouble

Tuesday, October 24th, 2006

One of Finn’s favorite words is “bubble” (pronounced “bubbow,” with a sort of Essex accent, much to my English husband’s amusement).

The bubbles themselves are also popular. But, alas, not all bubbles are created alike.

The industry standard is the cheap bubbles you buy in the supermarket, with the wand that you have to fish out, getting your hands all sticky. The wand is not very good for actually making bubbles, so half the time they come out as duds. And your child will grab for the container while you’re trying to get the stick back in, and the cap back on, one-handed.bubbles.jpg

But there are perfect bubbles. Little Kids Inc. makes a no-spill container. Let your child grab it, turn it upside down, throw it across the room. This alone would be enough, but, wait, there’s more! You don’t have to get the cap back on because there’s no cap; when your child is screaming “bubbow!” all you have to do is pull out the wand. Not only that, but the wand makes perfect bubbles. And the container looks really cool. Something you don’t mind having on the coffee table for easy access. 

I prefer the No Spill Bubble Tumbler Minis because they’re small, but Little Kids makes other sizes, too. Our local stores didn’t carry the product, but I found it online at the Super Duper website.

Dolls

Monday, October 9th, 2006

Finn likes to play with rocks. “Rock!” she shouts, and bangs on the front door so that I’ll let her out to sort gravel in the entryway. She collects sticks (“sdits”). She has a piece of radiant floor piping as a toy (this is, of course, an architect’s child).

She also has musical instruments and lots of books, and a stuffed gorilla. This is not a child lacking toys.

But the weirdest thing happened today at Auntie Linda’s. We got out the box of random toys from the shed so that Finn could play while the adults did adult things like eat and talk and exclaim “Finn is so cute!” and Finn found a bedraggled little doll in the box, and then a little plastic comb, and started to comb her hair. And then Linda went and got the big doll from her daughter Sophie’s room, and Finn said “Dooooooow…” and played with her and combed her hair.

“Finn needs a doll,” said Linda matter-of-factly.

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