I was in the yard and heard Camron asking him mom to have a water-gun fight with him. She didn't have time and I could tell by his voice that he was upset. I told him to fill the guns and I would meet him at the pond for some water-gun fun. I should have guessed it's a new game when the water guns looked like his robots, with big holding tanks, but was still remembering the 5 cent water guns of my youth that could only shoot a small stream maybe up to 10 feet away. He gave me a hefty looking gun with a malfunctioning water tank line, and drenched me with something that could hurl a large stream of water probably 100 feet. We could have just used water hoses. Anyway, the water felt good in the heat, and his mood always improves with even a little attention.
