We filled up Peanut's baby pool this afternoon and I figured that in a few hours it might be warm enough for her to get in.
Apparently the frigid, right from the hose temperature didn't phase her one bit. In fact, she thought the hose was the greatest thing ever.
After about ten minutes, I was sure her fingers were going to fall off from the cold, so I gently extracted the hose from her freezing little hands.
That did not make her very happy.
In fact, it made her downright unhappy. See?
I distracted her with bubbles and after we got her out of her wet clothes, we spent the rest of the afternoon running around the hay field (if you haven't already figured it out, we live way in the country!) and eating strawberries.