Bubbles are to kids, what Bud Light is to dads. Bubbles and Suds all make us happy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Both my neighbor and I were working in our respective yards and garages cleaning up winters wrath and putting life back in order. As dictated by neighbor rule #1, share a beer sitting in ones driveway on a sunny Saturday afternoon if you wave at each other. It's ritualistic. If it's raining, then we're on the front porch but we have the beer. Just one- but it's required...

Charlotte camped out next to us blowing bubbles. Not a care in the world other than dipping, dripping and watching bubbles appear then disapear. This kids got it figured out just like these two old guys, watching a Saturday afternoon pass by carelessly in good company!