My son (who has not only the audacity to wash the car in his underwear, but also to rub my face in the fact that my underwear doesn't have cartoon characters on them either - what a show off) felt like he needed to cool down a little bit by drenching himself in dirty car washing water while he worked. Man, he works hard. Meanwhile his mother and grandmeh sat in the shade sipping lemonade and enjoying a cool summer breeze (all though who could blame them, Mississippi gets one cool summer breeze a year, and this was it). Parker worked so hard, and they lounged so long that one of our neighbors thought we were breaking child labor laws (they agreed not to report us in return for some child labor).
