Blowing bubbles

There are a number of things that you as an adult love but not really show. You know what I mean, right? You walk on the street and see a balloon that unfortunately slipped from some small hands fly towards the sky, and you can't help but to look and smile. Or going on a swing, you cannot fight the urge to go faster and faster to see if you can go around.

Full of love

One of these things to me are soap bubbles. I had completely forgot. Silvia bought them for Leah the other day and we tried them the other day. Leah looked surprised and poked at them timidly. Silvia and I were like crazy, trying to make big ones, chasing them around the room and blowing at them to keep them in the air as long as possible. Good thing we have the excuse of "doing it because Leah likes it" to take them out every now and then from now on.