We went to the park down the street from Oma and Opa’s house. When we got there, R and B played on the swings and pulled their dump trucks along. After about 20 minutes, the landscaping guy turned on the sprinklers.
The boys played in the water for almost a full hour, running through the sprinklers and jumping in the puddles, fully clothed.
When we were leaving, I asked the boys if they’d had a good time.
R — Yes!
B — I sure did!
Mom — Maybe we can come back tomorrow.
R — Okay! Let’s tell the gardener when we’ll be here so he can turn on the sprinklers for us again, though.