On Easter, bubble making proved to be an advanced task for our girl. We should've heeded the 3+ marking on the label. We're bad at numbers. Today we gave it another shot with decidedly.... different outcome.
This went on for well over 15 minutes, bubbles floating past my head as I worked in the garden, til she got a handful of bubble mix and an eyeful of hand. Red eyes followed by a short makeup nap on the hammock cure all that ails ye.
That's right. I said ye.
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