The day turned out to be a scorcher.
We decided to have a family water fight outside after dinner to cool off. There are many styles of water gun play, I learned. And each of my girls has her own style.
Peanut is our Annie Oakley:
And Pumpkin is…. ummm…..
Where were B and I, you ask?
We were busy squirting each other in the crotch to make it look like we had peed our pants. Because we are mature like that.