Damn, Texas is hot in the summer. And humid, too. It's enough to make anyone cranky. Add to the 97 degree temperature the $1,200 I spent on new tires, an oil change, and a few other maintenance services plus the distance Ian and I walked in the mid-afternoon sun to pick up said vehicle and you have two ragged, sweaty people.
The first place we drove on our new tires was to Walgreen's to buy water guns. Possibly the best money I've spent all summer.
The kids couldn't wait to get to the pool. Quite frankly, neither could I. Each armed with his/her preferred water weapon, we ran to the pool and began loading with ammo. The only rule of this water fight was "no squirting anyone in the eyes or face".
The giggles were contagious. Other kids got involved with their own squirt toys. It was complete mayhem, and it was fabulous!
Eventually, I surrendered my weapon to a nice young lad who wanted to try it. Ian did a great job sharing, fought fairly, and had a smile on his face all afternoon. When conversation is not a requirement, he fits in well with his peers.
If I had remembered before now how much fun a good water fight is, I would have relinquished my reservations toward toy weaponry. In an effort to be politically correct I forgot that sometimes kids just have to be kids.
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