The Bubble-Wrap Rap

Quite honestly, one of the best ideas I have ever had, was to collect sheets (and sheets and sheets and even more sheets) of bubble-wrap, for my daughter’s dance-party birthday. Secret preparations took many months. It was kept as a surprise.

On the day, while the kids were still inside, I laid the sheets of bubble-wrap out on our concreted patio area. The multiple layers were soft and spongy. The music system was set up and ready to go. We were ready for the Bubble-Wrap Rap.

When the kids came out, I was more than disappointed. I was gutted. The dubious looks on their faces told the story… This was “WTF?”... This was, “What moron likes to dance on bubble wrap?” … and, “Was this some devious adult plot?”

So while the specially prepared age-orientated music blared, tentative toes prodded the bubble-wrap on the ground like they were testing to see if it was contaminated with toxic-waste. I was mortified and in shock. All those months of obsessive bubble-wrap hoarding and storage! My shattered mind recalled my thoughts filled with the anticipation of seeing their faces light up. The joy. The glee. One of the best ideas I have had, ever! Everyone likes popping bubble-wrap!

Don’t they? Not only had I already pictured the kids going wild, I had already heard them creating a new soundtrack of crackling, popping beats.

Roxy must have seen my face. Or maybe the thought just “popped” into her head? She flew to the rescue. It was a brave act. Even at your own birthday party it is still difficult to resist peer pressure. Or… maybe her own love of bubble popping drove her? She jumped & popped. She sat & popped. She rolled & popped. A few eyes twinkled with uncertainty. Little pops rocked the air. Roxy said, “Oops I farted!” Did I detect a giggle from the outer circle?

There is no need to describe the utter mayhem that took place after that. 10 x 10 year olds can make a lot of noise without assistance.

The Bubble-Wrap Rap was… in the end… a popping sensation!