Discovery...of sorts

Today, Zachary discovered the joy that is known as the spray bottle of water used twice a year when I iron. OK, so he didn't discover it...I gave it to him as a distraction from poking forks into outlets or whatever it was he was trying to do--but he did discover how to make it spray, and proceeded to spend the next hour spraying himself in the face and laughing.

What a nut I'm raising.