So yesterday I resolved to put my stresses aside (about dinner being late or homework not being done) and acquiese to their request to be
hosed on the trampoline after dance lessons.
A bit like the days of them stripping to their undies during the sultry school holidays and jumping around squealing like loons as I sprayed them with
a hose on the trampoline.
Not exact matches
Then they
hosed each other
on the
trampoline for a while, before moving indoors to play Twister and billiards.