A bucket of fun

Money can’t buy you love, I told my son as he expressed his fondness for me after I purchased 400 water balloons.
His answer.
“No, it can’t but it can buy fun.”
Now there is a child with a grasp of the world.
It’s suddenly very hot here. Yesterday I had a long list of errands to run and as I was headed out I discovered I failed to bring my wallet in from DH car after we went to a baseball game on Thursday.
I ended up driving out to his work and going out to lunch at McDonalds with him and the boys. Then I came back to town and ran all over town taking care of my errands. By the time I was done I was dripping ~ my car does not have air conditioning. On the contrary, it gets temperamental and sometimes requires me to turn on the heater in order to cool down the engine.
But somewhere along the way we picked up some water balloons. The boys had a swell time filling them and tossing them at each other while I stretched out on the floor under the ceiling fan and prayed for rain.
DS-A had yet another baseball practice that evening, so we filled a bucket with water balloons. After the practice the coach lined the boys up and tossed the balloons at them, giving them each a chance to smack them with the bat. It was great fun, and I believe we have started a new baseball game practice tradition.
This morning I went to get more water balloons and some DVD’s for the boys to watch in the cool of the basement after they have dosed each other with water.
DH, alas, has to work all weekend ~ including Father’s Day. He is not amused.