  When I wash a car I like to keep the car wet, and myself dry. Call me odd, but that's the way I like it. What I like, and what a kindergartener named Superman likes are very different programs. As you know, we have a newer car.
I've been looking forward to cleaning it all week. Finally, Saturday morning comes. I met with a client, then I'm off to clean the car. I started with the inside. I wanted it to feel brand new. I'm scrubbing, cleaning, wiping... you know the drill. I get done with the passenger side and move to the driver side and notice there are 2 little boys (kindergarten) hanging out in the carport next to me. They are playing with the hose. Awe, how cute. Cute until I became a target that is. Most of you know I like to have a good time and horse around.
This time was a little different. Not because my goal of cleaning the car was thrown off track by 2 cute kindergarten boys. It was different because I didn't know if washing a car and getting into a water fight with 2 kids is legal! So, after declaring a quick loss in the water fight (and realizing my car was NOT going to get clean today) I got the heck out of there.
Yeah I know, I'm a little paranoid. Had it been kids I knew, we would have had a BLAST. So, I left the kids feeling victorious, and came home feeling ticked at all the social sponges out there that make this world less fun that it needs to be. What a mess. Someday it will all be different. I'm looking forward to that each day I get older. 
