Skating in the laundry room

This morning while I was in the shower Hannah asked me if she could make some more bubbles. I said that was fine and was thinking how wonderful that she is satisfied with her own homemade bubbles and we don't have to go buy any at the store. Then a little while later as I was finishing up my hair she came back in and said she needed to make some more. I didn't think much of it beyond the fact that I was happy the girls weren't needing anything while I was getting ready. As I finished up in the bathroom and came out I realized that they weren't blowing bubbles outside. Sometimes when it's rainy or too hot outside I have let Nikki do bubbles in the laundry room, and that's what they were doing. It did cross my mind that two bottles of bubbles in the laundry room was probably not the best thing, but then they were happy so there are worse problems in life to worry about. Well, I think Hannah ended up making three batches of bubbles. When I heard them say, "Hey, let's go skating," I could only close my eyes, shake my head, and know that this was my fault. By then, there was nothing to do but let them skate. It was pretty funny hearing them crash around in there. I kept waiting for the tears, but they were alright. So tonight when I went in to clean it up I found that not only had she made three batches of bubbles, but she had been filling up three separate containers of bubbles. So much for my parenting supervision. I have never seen such a clean laundry room floor in my life. It took forever to clean it up, and there is still a good chance that the next person to go through will end up on their back.