Kids love bubbles. That's a fact. But I think they could be the cruelest thing ever for super young kids.
Bubbles are super cool colorful and transparent floating balls of goodness. And every kid wants to get their hands on them.
So they grab. And one of two things happen.
They can't reach the bubble and ge frustrated and sad. Or they're able to grab the bubble and the second they touch it... Poof it's gone.
Either way– disappointment.
No fear... There's always another bubble on it's way. And more hope followed by disappointment. And so on and so on.
At least that's how it could look to an observer... And I think that's how it would be if adults saw bubbles for the first time. We wouldn't have that same sense of wonder.
But kids are able to harness the power of wonder and get delighted by the bursting bubble in hopes that one day they'll catch one... And sometimes they do.
Miloh's not yet adept enough to grab one but he sure loves trying.