Water battle

(In best Al Pacino as Tony Montana accent) Say hello to my little friend!

It was a battle of epic proportions. No-holds barred. Take no prisoners.

More than cliches were spouting Saturday when the squirt guns came out. It's a bit hard to characterize the teams (good versus evil, boys versus girls, big kids versus bigger kids) because people switched sides whenever it suited their mood. But the fighting was fierce.

The battleground and weapons belong to our friends the Radecki's. Jeralyn served as chief arms dealer, teaching the kids how to load and fire - usually at Jeff.

In the midst of the water warfare, the kids proved victorious in an even greater battle - the battle of nerves. Both kids overcame their fear of water quite nicely. Even AJ, by late in the game, had removed his life jacket. Gus, on the other hand, preferred to stay on dry land, despite the diving example set by the older and wiser Reagan.

Roll call! Who's having fun?

AJ? Check!

Sydney? Most definitely.

Gus? Hmmmm...

We got him in the water twice. Not by his choice. After that, he steered clear of the pool's edge any time we were in the water. I tried telling him he was supposed to like to swim, but he seemed less than convinced. We'll work on that. It's a good excuse for us all to go swimming again.