I just realized that tapping on the window and shaking my head, mouthing, “No water!” will be a losing battle. Every time. Even if I go outside and speak right into the ears, I’ll be ignored. So I’m going to make one of those “pick your battle” decisions and back down from this water fight.
So what if the entire side of the house gets sprayed while the kids are “getting a drink.” Free siding wash!
When kids spray the cars, I’ll just hand them soap and sponges too.
If my baby flowers die because they get soaked and then fried by the sun, oh well. They’re just flowers, and they’ll be dead by the end of summer anyway.
If the kids take sips from the kitty bowl, um… remember what I said about germs? Good stuff.
If the yard turns to mud puddles, stomp away! I will choose to be grateful that I’m not Ma Ingalls, washing everything by hand.
And if the laundry on the line gets soaked, it’ll dry. Plus, I’ll recruit free help to teach about wise choices.
The cats, they’ll dry too.
The kids (that don’t have the hose), they won’t melt. And it will toughen them up and teach them to kick the “victim mentality” now.
Water down the slides, now that’s just FUN!
Mud balls, mud pies, mud soup, mud baths, it’s all good.
Then there’s all the water my children play with IN the house! Thinking, thinking… Okay, I’m done being positive for today.