You'll shoot your eye out.

My wife and son return home from Target where somehow he received a reward of a toy. In fact two squirt guns. His first sentence to me was " these are for the pool and you can't point them at people." Shortly there after Dad and Ethan go out side to play with these weapons of mass amusement. Mom is off on another errand. After watering the garden with the guns dad's squirter turns to Ethan's legs. Oops did I do that? Dad asks. Before long dad and son are in an all out squirt war. Ethan says "We just can't get my jammies wet."  Soon there after Mom returns only to see dad and son covered in water. Most can guess where this goes, mom runs for cover as her men lob gallons of liquid fun in her direction. 

Some rules are made to be broken. Guns are serious and safety adds sobriety to many moments between father and son, but breaking free from rules together is liberating. Dad catches himself when he sounds like a personal injury attorney rather than adventure mate. 

In a final moment of rule breaking dads squirt gun runs out of WATER. What to do. Ethan offers his remaining squirts in turns. We proudly stood as civil war combatants, each taking turns shooting at the other with bursts of laughter in-between.