It was hot so mom let the three of us play in a bucket of water in the backyard. Now it wasn't a bucket so much as it was a dish pan, but on that hot summer's day it became solice from the muggies. Transforming it into a doll bath our hands got wet along with the front of our shorts. Then it became our bath tub where we would take turns with just a little bickering to get as much of ourselves as humanly possible into the pool of water! Our feet were all that could embibe. After about 15 minutes we ended up, or should I say because I am the oldest and therefore that made ME "boss", I ended up pulling the bucket from out beneath the feet of number 3. In a rush to relief I dumped it all upon MY head and I was cool! Of course crying and tattling ensued and the day abruptly ended with a nap!
I remember all sorts of games and play times like that. As I look at what is around my home for little ones to dream in it makes me sad to know with all the structured activities that they have, and the Wii and computers where does the imagination get fed. I am sure these vessels would make good play things! Don't you?
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