I woke up to a loud squeak.
"What's happening?" I inquired with urgency.
I saw my children play with water guns in the house.
"No! we don't play with squirt guns." I disapproved while staring at the wet couch and puddles of water everywhere.
"But why, mom. It's summertime." they protested in unison.
I took a deep sigh as if I agreed with what they had just said, directed them outdoors.
They both looked confused since the sun was over their head.
With a grin, I said, "Carry on! Make a mess; wet all that you want; it'll dry."
In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story using the phrase “carry on.” It can be an expression of perseverance or behaving in a particular way. It can even be luggage you take when traveling. Go where the prompt leads!
