Is the urge to pop bubble wrap an innate or learned behavior?

Explanation of seemingly rhetorical question postured as title:

• A large bubble mailer with concealed bubbles (meaning it wasn't an obviously fun potential toy at first glance) was leaning against my purse under the kitchen counter. Its contents: unexpectedly-'skinny' corduroys to be returned and refunded.
• Carina purposefully emptied the mailer and laid it flat on the floor. She then stepped onto it as one would a rug. This isn't unusual because she has an affinity for rugs of all kinds. She can't just walk across one or wipe her feet. No, she uses them as gahs (the affectionate name for her receiving blankets with garment tags) or nap mats or has to move them to a more suitable location according to her expert opinion. Needless to say, if I haven't vacuumed the rugs on a given day, she will have dumped their contents onto the floor before I can beat her to it with the vacuum. Murphy's Law at its toddlerhood finest, folks.
• What happened next is the reason for the question: she jumped up and down on the bubble mailer, laughing wildly, for a good 10 minutes even though it wasn't popping as you would expect. I've never jumped on bubble wrap with her, she hasn't seen it on Sid the Science Kid or Elmo's World, and they have never done this at school (I asked her teachers). Therefore, the question as title. Any thoughts?

I love to look back through the hundreds of photos we have of our li'l family. I have included one from almost exactly a year ago that was taken during our trip to Canada for Carina's Aunt Darci and Uncle Mike's wedding and also one from last weekend to demonstrate just how much a babe can grow and has grown in just one year! Amazing!

October 29, 2009
(One day shy of 7 months old)
Niagara Falls, Canada for Aunt Darci & Uncle Mike's Wedding


October 23, 2010
(One week shy of 19 months old)
Breakfast with Family in DollyPartonville (Sevierville), TN

We will be celebrating Halloween (duh!) all decked out: each of us, that is. We are not those stick-in-the-mud parents with a stick-in-the-mud kid. NO, SIR! It's our favorite holiday (no jeers, only cheers, Readers) and it's not just for kids. The camera will be put to excellent use, so check back next week to see how it all turns out. We are incredibly optimistic :-)

"The lovers, the dreamers, and me..."

I've been wanting to blog for our distantly located family and friends for over a year now and am so excited to finally be doing this for them! My intentions are never to be philosophically enlightening, earth-shatteringly informative, or the like; merely to provide a window into our lives for our loves both near and far. There will be photos galore, too! Without further adieu, this is for you...

October 11, 2010
Meyer's Farm & Pumpkin Patch

We want to share so much with Carina. So much that at times it's difficult to decide where to begin. In our day-to-day conscious decisions, memories, and reminiscences, we often revert back to our childhood/ younger years' pleasures, pains, gains, losses, lacks, and bounties. As avid Muppet-aficionados, we have bequeathed our shared adoration for those lovably round-eyed puppets to Carina. I added 'The Muppets Movie' to our Netflix Q over a month ago, but since I do not review the Q very often, whichever flick arrives within 2 days of returning the prior one is normally a surprise. Let's just say, I did my best Miss Piggy squeal when I opened the floppy red envelope yesterday.

Lately Carina requests watching an Elmo DVD as soon as we get home from our daily grind at either school or work. Last night, however, her request for Elmo was rapidly silenced when she saw a new, green, crooning, amphibian face flash across the screen. He was playing banjo. And singing. She was effortlessly hooked! Miss Lover-of-all-things-music-instruments-and-singing's attention was held so raptly by Kermit that she didn't even notice us singing along! Passing along The Muppets to her is much like passing down a family heirloom. The Muppets served both Jared and I well. I mean, hey, just look at us: model citizens, right here!? Though we only watched less than half of it before bathtime and bedtime last night, we were lifted and I'm still liltingly humming 'The Rainbow Connection' today. I wonder if Carina is, too...