taking a few moments to understand the workings of the water gun, she aimed up to his forehead.
and veryyyyy carefully, she pressed the trigger squealing in delight as the water hit him in the forehead.
she runs off.
she ran out into the yard, as fast as her little legs could take her. she grasped her water gun, finding her way to the hose and twisting the knob to turn it on.
" we can ( both ) shoot uncle mickey! " the young girl giggled.
she broke out in the biggest grin, grabbing the gift and unwrapping it in a hurry.
she marveled at the watergun, looking up at him
" can we try it now?? "