Remembering when I was allowed to play in bubbly dishpan water with cups and straws.
We recreated a similar time for our grandchildren and they had a great fun with such a simple thing.
I loved when his curiosity drove him to get his toe into that soapy water.
He was completely absorbed .
"What will this be like?"
His eyes zeroes in, his little fingers helping him balance.
Once I stayed with it, I began noticing everything else.
The soap bubble still clinging to his hand that had already been dipped in.
The rays of sun coming from behind.
The little dachshund watching.
These paintings inspire me to continue fostering moments like this.
Simple afternoons with bubbles. The moments that stay in my memory.
Those are the kind of photos I'm always looking for.
What ordinary moments do you fondly remember?