This weekend was beautiful, so we managed to get to the park both mornings. Sunday afternoon Claire declared that it was warm enough for bubbles. At one point Rosa wandered off the stoop to walk herself, and Claire was trying to call her back by telling her what she was missing, "Bubbles, Roa, BIG bubbles!"
We noticed how much her vocabulary has grown from the last time we did bubbles in the winter ("bubbles!" was about it when we did bubbles) to full sentences telling us how big they were, where they hit her ("it hit my face!") and other important tidbits ("i sit with mommy.")
Sunday lunch was a classic PB&J, two-fisting it, per usual. 
We noticed how much her vocabulary has grown from the last time we did bubbles in the winter ("bubbles!" was about it when we did bubbles) to full sentences telling us how big they were, where they hit her ("it hit my face!") and other important tidbits ("i sit with mommy.")
Sunday lunch was a classic PB&J, two-fisting it, per usual. 
Harris Caldwell enjoyed some of the show from inside the door. Claire was very happy to introduce him to bubbles as well. He's starting to smile a little here and there, and is definitely at the cooing stage to let us know what's up.
