There is a garden in every childhood,
an enchanted place
where colors are brighter,
the air softer,
I had hopes of being so creative this weekend.
Picture baby swimming pools filled with Dawn liquid soap and water.
Picture hula hoops as the bubble blowers.
And then picture that all crashing down around you!
And picture little models that are sick of being models.
It’s pure bliss around her I tell ya!
So, I looked into my archives,
which I don’t love to do,
and found this.
My little Kaish.
With puffy hair : )
It’s from May.
That seems like a million years ago!
Do your children like bubbles?