I've been trying to teach him to be a boy and that boys run through the sprinklers. Well, that would probably be easier to teach him if I ran through sprinklers too. But I don't. I don't ever. As in, I never ran through sprinklers as a child because I hated to be wet in my clothes. Cue crocodile tears at Sea World because I got a drop of water on me.
Ya. Glad he learns how to be boy from his dad.
Also, boys take off their shirts when they run though the sprinklers. Once again, glad he learned that one from his dad!
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