Dad needed to change a tire on our double-wide stroller. When he walked back to the garage, we came with him. That turned into us begging to use some squirt guns from the garage while he was working. He filled a little tub so we could refill the squirters and that turned into us needing swim suits and playing with the hose. And somehow a 10-minute stroller repair turned into an hour and a half of fun.
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