There's a little bit of autism going on out here.

T loves all things water and could spend literally every minute of every day doing something water-oriented.  The other day she had the garden hose and was supposed to be putting water into the girls' kiddie pool and ONLY in the kiddie pool.  It took a whopping 10 secs. before she turned into a human sprinkler.  It was spraying, stimming wonderland out there.  So of course, out comes the mom voice and I called her name in that special drawn out mommy way.  Her immediate response, "Sorry mom!  There's a little bit of autism going on out here!"   She was literally gripping the hose with both hands and trying to make herself stop, it was just impossible.  How do you do anything but embrace that?