BUBBLES

Ahh... I love bubbles. It can be one of the most therapeutic things, but are you kidding with this crew it was quite the opposite but well worth the effort. I couldn't help but smile while I remembered the hours my grandma Williamson would spend with Candice and I blowing bubbles with her homemade thread spool blowers and straws. We'd swing under the lilac tree and sing the "Swing, Swing, Swing ..." song as we'd blow bubbles. Sometimes we'd cut the lilac tree sprouts for a penny a piece then take our earning up to Bundy's to by an ice cream cone. My grandma made the simple pleasure in life so special and so memorable. I appreciate her teaching me how to make something from nothing. I miss her so much! This little bubble day totally took me back to the days I so enjoyed with her.