You just never know the impact created upon another. And while I haven’t written in two weeks, yikes, the only thing that comes to mind is the playtime. Let’s go!

Not long ago, various repairs began here at the complex. This means if one isn’t careful – oops, there goes a sprinkler. Needless to say, finger-pointing and “oh it was hitting the building” have been the excuses for taking out that equipment. Man, it wasn’t perfect but the destruction of it sucked. Why? What these guys didn’t/don’t know…there is an autistic child whom really enjoyed playing in those sprinklers with some of the friends around the area. According to his parents, leaps and bounds within his personality. So, how does this get resolved? Ha! Hold my beer… A stand alone, hook it up to the hose sprinkler AND water guns.

A stand alone sprinkler speaks for itself. All of the kiddos enjoy/ed it while it was still warm. The water guns….

So I’m sitting on the porch with my friend and we finally see the kiddo who has prompted us to revert back to childhood shenanigans ourselves. As soon as we saw him, in unison, grabbed the guns and hung over the rail with a little “pew-pew” as his mom was right behind him. She roared into laughter, as the kiddo looked at her and then back at us saying, “you want to play with me?”. Ah… simple things. Good time for all.

What has happened to those water guns?

Well, I upgraded mine to a Zep Professional Sprayer. The husband and I ended up having our own water gun fight involving confused animals. Ha! Ha! Ha! Andddd….we did this right when got up. It was one of those only really f*cker moments that got us back to chilled coffee, eventually. Ha! Totally worth it. Yup, a super soaker is on the list for additional shenanigans.

Remember to play! Arigato! Avesa!