“Who wants to get wet?”
It didn’t really register right away. I was across the room at my table finishing taking attendance and Cam was sharing some tiny dolls during morning meeting. I heard her say it, but it didn’t register until…
I looked up and Cam had the tiny doll in her hand, squeezing it as her arm swung from left to right. As her arm moved, a steady stream of water hit everyone sitting in front of her. I got up, moving across the room to stop the water. But, she was ready. Before I could get there a second doll, a second stream of water, more screaming.
Surprisingly, not one child moved or complained. She did, after all, ask them first… “Who wants to get wet?”