humid summer nights

we love a good night of hose play at our house.
it usually starts out fun!

there is giggling.
there is laughing.
there is water squirting.



then there is fighting.



then there is crying.



then there is more crying.
and sometimes there is even a battle wound or two.



and there is always a story....:
"I had it first.... then she..... then I... did you see, mom?"



but after the issues are solved....
{in this case GGirl was benched with the dry observers,
and NBoy got some hose time just to himself}

there is more giggling.



and loving.



and even more loving.



simple, sweet, humid summer evenings.
I love them.