So I am coming home from work on Friday, knowing I’ll pick Dan and Ava up and then go to the teacher store in Brooklyn for bulletin board paper and borders, and then IKEA for fabric and art. I pull up at the park and he hands over Ava. She’s a little wet drenched. What happened?, I ask.
He shows me these pictures:
Apparently, Ava took her Lightning McQueen car and rolled him into the fountain. Then she’d go in shrieking to retrieve her favorite car. Oh my!