Arizona Irrigation

My parents live on an acre of basically nothing but grass. Every house in their neighborhoods sits on an acre of property so they use an irrigation system to water their lawns. Growing up we were NEVER allowed to step foot in the irrigation which came once a week. As a kid living in 120 degree heat during the Summer in a home with no swimming pool, it was TORTURE to never get to play in the water. Occasionally we got to play in the ditch, but we didn't do that very often. And it wasn't because of catching illnesses or the grosses that is playing in irrigation water. Oh, no. My dad wouldn't let us play in the irrigation because he didn't want his yard to have potholes. It needed to stay perfectly level. I can understand that it would make mowing the lawn unpleasant, but as a kid it was sure hard to accept this rule.

Lucky for the grandkids, my dad's gotten soft in his old age. And how could he not with seven grandkids batting their eyes at him, wanting so badly to go play in the water.

I didn't let Shelby play in the water because I'm a mean mom and didn't want to go in after her. She was the most likely to try to drink it and I definitely didn't want to risk that. Plus, even though she was getting better at walking, she still wasn't very stable so she would have been a big mess.

From left to right we have Ian (age two), Addi (age two), Shasta (age three), Carter (age three), Shane (age thirteen months), Tucker (age three), and Shelby (not pictured) (age sixteen months). What a fun group of cousins. Carter, Tucker, and Shasta will all be in the same grade when they start school and Shasta and Ian will be in the same church class (but of course in different wards). It's so fun to have so many nieces and nephews right in a row.