The hose pipe gag, and self timer of me

I love the colours in this pic. Looks like an old master's oil painting, something heroic about Hector.

Madness in the garden yesterday. Big Amy, our regular Wednesday morning baby sitter, came back from the park with two kids who wanted the pool filled. Up. So I get the hose pipe out... Fun with hose pipes. Esme kept coming into the kitchen wanting hot water, then when I'd go the hot tap fitted up (with luke warm water) she wanted that switched off. 15 time she came up to me with the same type of requests... Meanwhile Bradley's spraying everything and anyone who come too close. I think that's more the reason she wanted the attention. Played the classic standing on the hose pipe joke with Bradley. Esme was co-conspirator, at first telling me to get off the pipe, then after I shush her and with my mischivious smile, then looking on, expectantly. Bradley started to complain, "Uggg, Daddy, no water..." "Look down the pipe, Bradley." To receive an eye full of water. Esme and I pissed ourselves, and Bradley joined in the laughing. "Again!" He says. So we do it again, and again, and one more time, but I'm fed up, so to his calls of "Again!" I disappear inside. Jokes and kids. Pa! The self timer isn't happy with the exposure... Oh, well.

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