Bubbles & More Bubbles

One of the first times I took Ammon to the Spina Bifida Clinic when he was a tiny baby, I saw a mother there that was kind of freaking out because her youngster just learned to pull himself up two stairs to get to a play area. At the time I couldn't figure out what the big deal was, but I soon learned. Everything these kids learn that is new becomes a big deal.

This afternoon I took the kids out to blow bubbles. They soon decided it was more fun to chase the bubbles than to blow them. Ammon has never been able to blow bubbles. His teeth get in the way, he blows too hard and he can't seem to form his lips into a circle. I didn't want him to feel left out so I gave him a bottle and then went to get my camera. All of a sudden I looked over at Ammon and he was going crazy with the bubbles! He learned how to blow them. The girls were chasing them all over the yard.

Is this a big deal? No - he should have known how to do this years ago but he couldn't figure it out. Today he got it. He kept doing it over and over again. In fact, he used one half of a bottle. Even after the girls were tired of doing it, he kept it up. His shorts were soaked in bubble stuff. His wheelchair was soaked but he was happy!

It's incredible that he can do this. I understand how that mom felt when she saw her child learn to do something new that seemed so mundane and usual to me. Good for Ammon. He is now the family's official bubble blower whenever we have a party.