The Joy of Youth #WordlessWednesday

Posted on May 15, 2019May 14, 2019

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Jacquie Biggar

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15 thoughts on “The Joy of Youth #WordlessWednesday”

boundlessblessingsblog May 15, 20194:09 am Reply

For sure and the picture says it all. Too good, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 20199:37 am Reply
  
  Thank you, Kamal. We can learn from children, I think 🙂
  
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  1. boundlessblessingsblog May 15, 201910:06 am Reply
    
    Welcome dear and yes absolutely true and agree totally with your Jacquie
    
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jennifertarheelreader May 15, 20194:30 am Reply

Love this, Jacquie!

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1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 20199:38 am Reply
  
  They were chasing icebergs along the coast- so cool!
  
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  1. jennifertarheelreader May 15, 20196:17 pm Reply
    
    That’s amazing!
    
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kevin cooper May 15, 20197:01 am Reply

Great pic. 🙂

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1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 20199:38 am Reply
  
  Thanks, Kevin. My grandson is a natural in front of a camera 🙂
  
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  1. kevin cooper May 15, 20191:39 pm Reply
    
    😀
    
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D. Wallace Peach May 15, 20199:42 am Reply

Awww. Your grandson. What a wonderful picture of joy. So adorable. I hope he’s always open to such an expansive expression of happiness. ❤

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1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 201910:05 am Reply
  
  Me too, Diana. I think we should all revert to childhood joys as we grow older 🙂
  
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  1. D. Wallace Peach May 15, 201911:07 am Reply
    
    It’s sad that adults shut down so much. *Sigh* One of the nice things about grandparenting is that we are forced to revert and play again.
    
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    1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 20194:34 pm Reply
      
      I like that thought 🙂
      
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Mary J. McCoy-Dressel May 15, 20191:08 pm Reply

Sweet picture. No words are needed.

How do you get into Wordless Wednesday, Jacquie? Maybe it would force me to get back into my hobby.

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1. Jacquie Biggar May 15, 20194:38 pm Reply
  
  I saw it on a few blogs and started posting my own, Mary, lol. Hope I’m not trodding on any toes!
  
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