Not Really Sure
Paige and I have fallen into a Sunday pattern. We wake up, sometimes late, promptly get dressed, and head to church. When we get to church, we have a donut - the type varies, but generally Paige seems to steer clear of those with sprinkles. I like sprinkles (more sugar). Paige goes to class and Marna and I attend the first service (our church offers two). After the service, we pick up Paige and head to breakfast.
Breakfast varies, but is generally either Panera Bread, Old Santa Fe, or less likely Village Inn. At Panera, Paige generally like a cinnamon bagel, sliced, toasted, with plain cream cheese, and a chocolate milk. Marna and I will vary, especially depending on the time we get there. It's usually breakfast or lunch sandwich, but of late we've been trending on the lighter side. At Old Santa Fe, Paige generally gets a quesadilla, a breakfast burrito for me, and Marna mixes it up. Village Inn is less likely because it's always busy, but Paige will have chicken tenders, I'll have biscuits and gravy and Marna will have a breakfast skillet.
So what does any of this have to do with the picture? Well, to summarize, it's church, breakfast, and then...
When we get home I break out the mower and head to the lawn. After mowing the lawn I like to spray down the mower before putting it back into the garage - keeps the garage cleaner, and I feel responsible for maintaining my purchase (even though I haven't done more than oil and gas in the ten years we've had it). With the hose still out, and the weather getting warm, it's time for a little wet and wild action - and Paige is always more than ready to participate.
I have a bunch of squirt guns, but they're really hard for Paige to use. Lately then we've just been using the raw hose. She'll run around and I'll pretend to spray and miss her, while making sure to get her somewhat wet. She likes "rain" when I spray the hose straight up, and quite frankly, it feels good to me too. Once we both start to get a proper wetness, I'll generally slap on the sprinkler unit for Paige, and pull up a chair for myself. We'll air dry, and from there, whatever happens depends on how we feel.
While sitting back in my lawn chair a couple weekends ago, Paige started into some imaginary/pretend playing - something we strongly encourage for her. She grabbed a music-making wand that we got her at Disney on Ice, a pair of Marna's old tanning goggles, and set forth being a superhero running through the sprinkler and commanding it to bend to her will. I can only imagine that she got this from the recent influx of "The Incredibles" she's been watching lately, but really ... I'm not really sure.