The other night we got some dinner close to Brian's work and headed over to let the kids cool off. I stumbled upon this once night when Brian was working and let the kids get wet in their clothes (on the way home Colin hid in the back of the stroller only in his wet undies, Jane's bib and covered by our mei tei). This time were were more prepared with water ware.

One of these things is not like the other.

Once an hour, the fountain does a little show with music and the water shoot up very high. Our kids were screaming with delight, and screaming way more than the other kids.

Progression of what happens when water goes up your shirt.