Foam, Little People, and Friends

Today at preschool camp, we had a foam pit. They are the coolest things ever. Foam shoots out of a huge nozzle into a square enclosure, filling it up like a swimming pool. The kids have an absolute blast frolicking in the white mass of bubbles. As I was walking across campus today to check it out, a memory popped up on my FB page — a video of me in the foam pit with the kids exactly one year ago today.

I love foam!

When we went to Punta Cana in October, one night there was a foam party at the pool! I would not have missed that for all the chia pets on QVC. Toward the end of the party, the foam machine ceased spitting out its lovely contents, and soon there were only a few blobs of foam left here and there. I literally followed the last little patch of white foam all over the pool until it evaporated completely.

I don’t know why I love foam so much. Add preschoolers to the mix, and oh my! So cute! Those little people remind me, remind us, how important it is to enjoy the gifts this moment brings. When they are in the foam, they are IN the foam, not planning the rest of the day or worrying about what happened yesterday.

This afternoon and evening I was blessed to enjoy the company of two dear friends, one over tea at Starbucks, the other over a Happy Hour drink and shared chicken nachos. There’s nothing better than easy, honest conversation with people you love and who love you back.

Unless maybe it’s a conversation with those friends in FOAM!

Tonight’s Chandler-ness:
6-23-00 I’m not sharing my Burger King with Chance because I’m so full of nothing.