Know what happens when you store bubbles in your garage at about toddler eye level right next to the door into the house?
This.
At about 7pm, on the way in from dinner, your child decides she needs to blow bubbles. But you decide it has to happen inside because it's raining out (Hello, Tropical Storm Lee). And then your child proceeds to nearly eat the bubble wand and blow bubbles with her nose and mouth (meaning, without the wand) because she has so much "bubble juice" on her face.
How was your Friday night?
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