Oh, to be a kid again. Watching the little boys from down the street play with their new bubbles brings back memories. Memories of when 50 cents could buy an afternoon's entertainment, when bills weren't due, projects didn't have deadlines, and to-do lists were blissfully empty. The little boys run down the sidewalk, their bare feet pitter-pattering on the hot cement. You follow them and ask to try it out. They eagerly share- an adult can play, too!

The Bubble is peppy, bubbly, and ready for spontaneity. Blue as the skies we all hope for, its light weight makes it so the sunshine doesn't become a burden.