My girls were making chalk drawings on the sidewalk yesterday while I cut the grass. They apparently left the chalk outside the front door, and my wife asked them to clean it up this morning before I took them to daycare. I was getting dressed so my wife told them to stay near the front door since I was still inside. I finished getting dressed, grabbed my truck keys, and opened the door to find two soaking wet kids. Apparently, my oldest decided since they cleaned up the chalk so fast she would "water Mommy's flowers". Well, watering flowers became a water fight with the hose and the girls laughing about how much they were squirting eachother. I put on a serious face, all the while laughing on the inside, and told them to go get changed that we didn't have time this morning to play. The each went to their rooms and got changed in record time. Then they ran out to the truck and buckled in without a word. On the way to daycare my youngest asked, "Daddy, are you mad at us?" I laughed and said, "No, dear, I am not mad at either of you. I used to squirt Uncle Aaron with the hose all the time." The girls laughed the whole way to daycare. They enjoy the fact that my brother Aaron and I are about the same age difference as the two of them, so they know I can relate to them.