Or “Weapons of Water Destruction.” We have a party this weekend for my nephew’s third birthday. In addition to my kids, my niece & my 3 nephews, my sister in-law’s family will be there with an additional 3 young boys. Water will be flung and I am armed to the teeth, prepared to defend myself.
You can’t really tell how big these babies are but they’ll hold about a quart of water. Steve, of course, was not impressed and told me I should have gotten one of those water guns that came with a backpack. Sorry but I am not going to walk around with a 5 gallon water jug strapped to my back. Anyway, I have a height advantage over 6 of them. Now we’ll just have to hope the rain holds off because what fun would that be if it rains all day?
When I bought these, I had to get a pair of bolt cutters to get them out of the packaging. There were a million metal twisty things holding it down.
What sort of twisted mind thought up this stuff? “Let’s make it take an hour to get the toy out of the package so that as the parents are struggling to remove it, their kids can scream about it taking so long.” If I see the guy who invented this, I’m going to shoot him with my new water gun.
P.S. Did ya’ll notice the name of this toy? I figured I’d keep the theme going.
