I felt my breath low in a calming deep as it submitted to the afternoon. The sun was making its final passing and I watched as it danced in small translucent rainbows that coiled in each bubble sweeping and winding with a playful breeze. A visual soundtrack of bliss and sweet innocence. I let the kids laughter engulf me in its charm as…

Time ran out! I was going to write how the kids used different parts of their bodies to pop the bubbles. How devastating when you're in it and the timer goes off. I could have continued but keeping a timer is part of the process here. Instead, I made sure to make an extra note of where I would have gone. I can come back to it later. 

I was going to ask what your go-to bubble popping move was, but I don't trust the internet.