The Bubbles

While we were in Montana, we stayed at an RV park in a tent.  The lady who owned the place was awesome and she was very nice to this group because they were there for ten days and did not disturb anyone else.  We went and chatted with her a few times, she had plenty of stories about the town and gossip about the people.  The last day we were there, Jonathan went over to get a room for us to stay in because she also ran a hotel.  It had been raining for 3 days straight and our tent had a huge hole in it, so we decided we better do that for the last night.  She thought Ian was so cute every time we came in to talk to her and so she asked if she could give him something.  We said yes, and she went into her little office and came back out with bubbles.

Ian loves these bubbles, he thinks they are so awesome, watching them float down and trying to pop them.  We brought them home and he still wanted to play with them.  He brings them to me and we play with them a few times a day.  

It has gotten Kiwi mighty interested in what these were.  She used to meow at them because I think they scared her a little bit.  Now let me back up for a few minutes.  Kiwi is our birding cat for sure.  She can really only see animals that fly in the air.  She has caught so many flies and other creatures that have come into our house, its nice having her around.  So bubbles are something she thought was a fly.  Well, now every time Ian asks for the bubbles to be blown, Kiwi gets right in there with him to pop them.  They almost have a contest to see who can pop the most bubbles.  Ian is just not as coordinated as Kiwi is so she usually gets most of them before he pops one.