a wooden spoon, a dish rag and the kitchen sink

this was my last resort. I NEEDED to make dinner and I had two busy, crazy little boys who NEEDED my attention. It's amazing what a little water can do for a child (and for their mother). They were deliriously happy for 45 minutes.... and would have preferred to stay there all night. But Zack kept trying to squeeze inside Simon's sink and Simon showed Zack how to squirt water from the spray hose... which made it an unhappy ending for all of us. It was beautiful while it lasted and the tile in front of my sink needed to be mopped anyway. I must think of a new solution before 5 pm tomorrow....