The Joys of Bubble Wrap

The doorbell rings.

 It is the mailman with two packages--one with wrapped birthday presents for the girls, and one with a new doll for Abby. I set aside the wrapped packages, and Abby quickly abandons the new doll in favor of the bubble wrap from the other package.

Soon all three kids are jumping off the couch onto the bubble wrap and beating the tar (I mean, bubbles) straight out of it.

Note to self: Forget Christmas shopping. Buy a roll of bubble wrap in September and relax for the next three months.