Here are a couple of shots of the beach. It looks empty because it was a little before 1:00 and the masses had just started to stream in. Even though they were hungry, my guys didn’t waste any time striping down to their swim trunks and diving into the water.
…aaaaahhhhh the water was perfect. Soothing swirls of warm caresses encircled my body as I stood within her. The fine sand beneath me was soft and even while the tide was oh so playful.
I said to myself…yes, this is the Sunday place to be.
The boys came near me with spirited grins.
I recognize that look.
Pointing to my hair without smiling was all I needed to do to let them know that splashing me was NOT a good idea. They said something like “awwwww” and giggled while they viciously splashed each other. Boys will be boys.
