
While I believe running through the sprinklers can be fun when it's spontaneous. I also think it is more fun when it is decided by you... not the sprinkler timer.
When your peaceful morning walk to the gas station (to get your pick-me-up Diet Coke) turns into you scrambling to get out of the freezing cold sprinkler water.. things turn sour for Caity, and of course I am wearing my now H20 speckled glasses.
On a side note it kind of freaked me out that once I dragged me and my sopping wet shoes to the gas station a lady old enough to be my grandma's grandma was getting a Blue Ribbon beer that was bigger than her head. Ah, 9 a.m. beer runs... and believe me, she will be running... through those sprinklers.






