water balloons

It's warm here. I know the weather we're having is far better than the fry-eggs-on-the-sidewalk heat wave you poor folks on the East Coast are having. But still, we're making good on the pool membership this year and finding other good ways to play outside without roasting. Going to the park early while there is still shade over the playground, painting with water, drinking cold lemonade in the late afternoon.

And:



Last summer, a babysitter brought over one of those attachments you put on the end of a garden hose for filling up water balloons, and Daniel thought it was the best. thing. ever. So yesterday I biked the kids to the hardware store and bought a package of "water bombs". Endless fun, these things. It's fun to fill them up, it's fun to pile them in the old ice cream bucket, it's fun to roll them down the slide, it's fun to throw them against the big tree at the end of the driveway and at the sandbox lid. It's even fun to find the ones with holes that leak because then you can aim the spray at someone (if they agree to it) or into the potted herbs on the deck.



Less than 24 hours later, we're out of water balloons, and it's a warm weekend in store for us. I think I'll have to go get some more.

(By the way, I make absolutely sure that the kids pick up the bits of broken balloons after they burst. Balloons are extremely toxic for birds.)