Monday, May 17, 2010


Zeke was helping me return a library book one evening when we found a fantastic water fountain. Any source of moving water interests Zeke, but this fountain was especially tempting. Instead of a pool of water, the water flowed over a black structure that was just Zeke's height.

He kept trying to drink the water,

even though I tried to stop him.

Here's his guilty look while he swallows:

The only problem was, I'm pretty sure it was reclaimed water. Ick.


Robert said...

Thanks for sharing your fountain adventure. Just wait till Zeke starts climbing trees.

Love Mom & Dad

thisismike said...

That last picture is hilarious. He looks hilarious, and not unlike a Sorenson. Come on, Mom, you have to agree. Amiright?