Helping Hands

After our snow cone outing, we came home to get the house picked up and dinner started.  I asked Sam to water the flowers on the front porch, one of his chores (which we're calling "helping hands" time) that he completes for me in the summertime.  Before too long, I heard some giggling and cackling and found these two on the porch, not watering plants, but each other instead.  Needless to say, when they finally came in they were soaked but very happy!