water, water, water.

last summer we went to visit dylan's grandparents.
every day he found a creative way to get wet:
1. pour water bottle over head
2. run into neighbor's sprinkler
3. get grandpa to dump water over his head
4. use the park's water fountain...
oh, and stick his body parts into dog water bowls.
one particular day we couldn't find him. we searched everywhere (while having small heart attacks).
and then found him under the porch like this:

the empty water bottle had recently been poured over his head.