Saturday I was out watering the garden (which is still alive and in bloom now) and checking the chickens. I had the hose on and the girls were taunting me that I couldn't squirt them and running away from me. Turns out I COULD squirt them. Then foolish Breanna fell for the "turn of the hose" routine and I got her cornered and soaked her. Hillary mostly liked getting wet so she would run close to me so I could get her. When it was all over, Hillary and Breanna were soaked through and I was dry. I WIN!!!
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12 years ago
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Lol...What fun!
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