Bubbles! My bubbles!

At my cousin's wedding, they handed us little heart shaped bubble blowers and asked us to blow bubbles as the couple came out of the church.

I had thought this would be cheesy. It wasn't. It was cute.

So what if, I suggested to Mark, people blew bubbles at us as we receeded? Maybe not people. Maybe just small children who love to blow bubbles. (I'm all about pleasing the small children.)

Nothing gets stuck in your hair, and I love bubbles. Really, I do.

Plus, bubbles are cheap. And children are cute. Win?

Somebody did point out that bubbles are sticky. Meh.

Thoughts?