Three Tanks Full
Bah, Bah, vacuum. Have you any water? Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Three tanks full.
Keryn and I were downstairs on Saturday evening. Ezra and Mercy were happily playing upstairs. Suddenly, we heard a sound that didn't sound like a sound that ought to be sounding. It was the sound of water splashing. On... what? Wood?
Yup. Wood. I zipped upstairs to see Ezra (4) standing in the front doorway holding a gushing garden hose saying to Mercy (3), "Now you spray me!" The problem was that Mercy was standing in the living room, not in the front yard.
Early bedtime for the kids. Dad gets to demonstrate the effectiveness of our carpet cleaner. Three tanks full of water and a few towels for the wood floor in our entry way. No long term harm done. A funny memory for dad. Two kids who hopefully won't be bringing the garden hose inside the house again anytime soon.
Keryn and I were downstairs on Saturday evening. Ezra and Mercy were happily playing upstairs. Suddenly, we heard a sound that didn't sound like a sound that ought to be sounding. It was the sound of water splashing. On... what? Wood?
Yup. Wood. I zipped upstairs to see Ezra (4) standing in the front doorway holding a gushing garden hose saying to Mercy (3), "Now you spray me!" The problem was that Mercy was standing in the living room, not in the front yard.
Early bedtime for the kids. Dad gets to demonstrate the effectiveness of our carpet cleaner. Three tanks full of water and a few towels for the wood floor in our entry way. No long term harm done. A funny memory for dad. Two kids who hopefully won't be bringing the garden hose inside the house again anytime soon.
posted by Bradley Ross @ 9:04 PM
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