Eventually the children could wait no more, and so after suggesting that Big Boy remove his insulin pump for the duration of the water fight the children ran to the garden intending to soak one another.
It was a glorious water fight, and it only paused when I asked if I could get a few pictures without being soaked myself.
This is Big Boy's menacing face, I sure wouldn't want to meet that in a dark alley!
The great thing about water fights in the summer is that you dry off so quickly that it really doesn't matter how wet you end up, not does it matter if your sister is a crack shot and you just get lucky at close range. It all comes down to just having fun in the sunshine.