About a year ago, my mother brought us the Best Thing Ever Invented: a purple dinosaur (Triceratops, I think) that shoots bubbles out its mouth. No more huffing and puffing. No more dripping bubble wands. Just pull the trigger, listen to a slightly louder than necessary motor whirring, and wait for the magic of bubbles to begin.
For parents as lazy as we, nothing could be better. And just look at the joy on that baby's face.
In other news, bubbles photograph beautifully in our house in the early evening. Who knew?