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7 8 Don't Burst the Bubble Outside with his Daddy he runs back soap solution in his hand because he thinks I am the magic. Only Mommy can throw round rainbows in the air cover the grass with glass bulbs only Mommy can tickle beauty from her lips coax it through the wand until it multiplies and rushes out translucent only Mommmy can blow bubbles that tease his chase floating fleeing popping at his touch. He thinks the magic is me. Please don't tell him it's really Fisher Price. ...

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