Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Simplicity of Bubbles

I just got done blowing bubbles for my kids. It always blows me away (no pun intended) how bubbles can make anything better. No matter what, take out that wand and wave it around in the breeze and the thrill of trying to catch the bubbles as the gently drift away takes you over. I couldn't help but smile, as I do every time, and the best part is listening to to squeals of delight coming from those little faces, smiling even broader than me. I wish someone would wave a bubble wand for me so that I could chase the bubble alongside my kids. To experience that carefree feeling again, and the pure satisfaction that comes when you pop one, or the excitement of catching one on the wand and watching the iridescence float around the circumference.

Oh the simplest things in life are the best, aren't they?

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  1. I sooo know what you mean by the weeks and days thing. Saying one over the other always makes things seem closer for some reason.

    And about the bubbles. My 5 year old still goes crazy for bubbles. Laughing so freakin' loud, I find it amazing that it's just bubbles. Bubbles. Seriously. ahhh to be a kid again :(
    It's true that we really had no care in the world and everything was perfect.