Ah yes, the power of running water. For me it was sticking the garden hose in one of the neighbours basement window vent holes. I don’t remember doing it but my mom never let me forget it.
Ah, memories. For me it was mom’s expensive horse figurine (Calvin’s age) then her big beveled plate glass mirror (old enough to know better age). Sorry mom!
Ah yes, the power of running water. For me it was sticking the garden hose in one of the neighbours basement window vent holes. I don’t remember doing it but my mom never let me forget it.