Today was like an autumn day. Sunshine, blue sky, puffy clouds, cool breeze. Perfect day for blowing bubbles. And catching them. This is one of Elijah's favorite things to do at Granny's house. Good times.
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3 comments:
Ahhhh, the joys of childhood! Not a care in the world. Cute pic!
I still love bubbles!
Bubble Boy!
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