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So, one time when we went camping at the Russian River, Kevin and I were sitting around, drinking beers and the kiddies were yelping, "We're bored! We want to do something!" "Umm, we're busy...drinking beer!" So my mom pulls out the water balloons and makes Kevin and I sit down in chairs, back to back and gathered up all our kids. The game was, water balloon toss, over the dads' heads.



Needless to say, hilarity ensued. While Kev and I were lukewarm about the idea, the kids just absolutely LOVED it. *I* think they missed on purpose, but that hasn't been proven yet. If I ever find out they hit us on purpose, well, then, I'm thinking of revenge. Of course, once the kids started just full out belting us with water balloons it turned into a water fight with cups and buckets and whatever water-carrying implement we could find.

Notice Madigan and Kaitlin had identical swimsuits? They called themselves twins that whole trip. It was great.

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montfort
Sep. 20th, 2003 07:41 pm (UTC)
The song I'm streaming now on my Shoutcast server is oddly appropriate for that story: Boys of Summer, by Don Henley.
democritus
Sep. 20th, 2003 07:47 pm (UTC)
Wow, we were listening to that earlier thinking the same thing!
katiekilldare
Sep. 21st, 2003 06:36 am (UTC)
What a great story. Nice flowerdy shorts.

I'm going to carry a water balloon with me the next time I meet my Dad for lunch.
edwardina
Sep. 21st, 2003 02:43 pm (UTC)
I'm going to carry a water balloon with me the next time I meet my Dad for lunch.

My God! That is SUCH an excellent idea. I'm tempted to fly to Tennessee and knock on his door, just to hit him with one and walk away without a word. That would be very gratifying.
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