"Momma, momma... he's drinking the water!!!" said Brayden in a frantic voice, rushing into the kitchen with despair that Connor was doing something he clearly shouldn't be doing. I dried my hands off and rushed outside behind Brayden to find Connor. As I rounded the corner of the yard, there he was. Connor, in all his toddler glory, was shoveling dirty, nasty, stagnant rain water and pouring it into his mouth and down his shirt.
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