The Tinks came this past weekend and Mormor (Danish for grandma) had bought bubble paraphenalia. And we all had a glorious time.
John got us started with a couple of beautiful ones
The Janne had to outdo us all
I got into it, too
Photo by Janne/TinkMama
But let's not kid ourselves. The most important people there were the kids.
When you're 4, nothing can make you quite as happy as bubbles
And jumping for bubbles
And then a storm pulled up and we went back inside. It was a wonderful day
And to start your weekend on a good note... That offensive postcard on George Smitherman's site I mentioned on Wednesday? Has been removed. Read more on Dave's blog. Thanks to everyone who joined the protest. We made change happen. I am overwhelmed.
p.s. That double "I hate you" in the title? My apologies. Problems with Blogger, problems with Dragon that apparently turned on by itself, obediently dictated my swearing at the computer and I didn't notice. Because I'd been attempting to edit the post, not the title. Sigh. Thanks to Lissa for saving me from myself.
3 comments:
Four?! They're FOUR already??! Wow.
And the world they're growing up in just got a little better. Break out the bubbles!
Too cute!
Out of curiosity was the title intentional? The "I hate you".
Splendid bubbles. Lovely children. Advice to parents: stock up on sticks now.
And let's hear it for reasonable politicians. I'm not sure we have any left. Maybe they keep better where it's cold.
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