It was bound to happen eventually. The odds were stacked against us. The old bull and the young buck. The signs were all there, we should have seen it coming…
Our first fight.
It was inevitable, I guess?
I blame the heat, but take full responsibility. Admittedly, I was provoked. Influenced heavily by the conditions and situation we were in.
A 40 degree heat, hot scorching sun, two ‘guys’ alone in the backyard…and a loaded…garden hose.
I guess I should have said, our first…
WATER FIGHT!!
And boy, did he LOVE IT. And when I say, love it, I mean it was if the words sheer utter joyous delight and freedom had his picture and soggy wet fingerprints, all over it.
It started out innocently enough. Watering his veggie garden down the side and hosing off his muddy fingers. Then as we moved to the backyard to give it a water, he put his hands over the nozzle and squirted both of us. So, I did what any dad would do. I took the hose off him, gave him a firm talking to…then squirted him lightly in the face!
His splurts of joy, surprise and excitement sent him into overdrive. Running round in circles, performing a customised rain-dance and being hailed upon by watery bolts of liquid happiness. I tried a few different settings on the nozzle; light shower, fan and mist. All the time, he was clapping his hands and squealing with delight. But it was just as Mumma joined us, that I happened upon the jet spray setting and a hefty burst of water fired out and blasted him square in the chest. All three of us gasped in shocked concern. Wait for it…wait for it…wait for it…
But instead of an air-raid siren of upset leaping from our boy’s sopping lungs, there was a shrill of utter delight and came rushing at me for more. Phew. If you’ve ever seen a dog try to eat water spraying from a garden hose, then you’re somewhere in the ballpark of how Indy looked. Trying to clamp his mouth over the nozzle and me blasting him from a good arms length away.
Sadly, there are no pics because it was an unexpected occurrence. A spontaneous glorious moment that will forever be etched in my mind whenever I read these words, that will fill my heart with delight every time I picture the gargling warbled laughter of one soppy soaking kid.
Love it. I am off to purchase a nozzle! With jet.
You will not regret it, Kassey 😉
Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!! How it takes me back to when YOU were just a kid,doing the same !!!!!!!!!!!!!
I thought about that and remember many times playing under the sprinkler and drinking out of the hose.