Why did Noah save those mosquitoes anyway?

For like the past six hundred eleventy-four days, we have seen nothing but rain and clouds and dreary weather. I'm getting a little bit sick of it, so I felt it was absolutely, and perhaps medically, necessary to take a stroll down Sunshine Lane.

What seems like years and years ago but was really like two weeks ago, we planted a new tree in the backyard. There was this barren area, and we figured why not invest in this tree that will benefit us with shade in 20 years, right? So I'm doing my green thumb thing and watering the baby.

The kids were also simultaneously outside and, silly me, I left the tree, sprinkler and my kids unsupervised for just 2 minutes while I went inside.

I don't know why I was surprised, but all hell broke loose while I was gone for that short time. The sprinkler was quickly relocated to a more convenient area for playing, and two of my three children were running around in soaking wet undies. Nice.

After I coaxed them into putting actual swimtrunks on, I relented to the call of the summertime sprinkler.


This where I pretend to be scary and say, "OWWWWEN! Were YOU playing in the WAAAATER without asking MOMMMMA???"

And he just stares at me like, "Who, me?"


I can't get mad at that face!


Ugh! I guess he's got a little water in his ear.


I've heard people say that summer is officially here, and I've got the mosquito bites to prove it, but I find it hard to believe when this is what's going on...


See that red arrow pointing to what seems like a river flowing through grass? That river is NOT SUPPOSED TO BE THERE. Glad it's not in my backyard.

And of course, had I known the weather forecast would have included ark-building instructions, I would not have even bothered to water my baby tree.

Duh.

I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid.