Rain Drop on Roses...and Toddlers

Nothing says the beginning of sweltering heat like the old backyard sprinkler. Harry was tentative about the contraption, inching closer and closer until he was underneath the cool shower of drops. He loves it each time - until he realizes he's trapped in the quick-moving spray and can't noodle his way to dry land. Then it's tears and a mommy rescue mission.

Charlotte, on the other hand, is way too dignified for this madness, preferring to watch the soggy shenanigans in her sundress and matching hat -- it's this season's infant cruise wear, suitable for afternoons on the Lido deck.