It's August. It's hot and dry at the Woody Dojo homebase. So we decided to retreat to the beach for the week. So far so good, although a sandy baby is even less happy than you would have thought. And one of our number, one who is unable to keep his mouth closed when in the water, learned the hard lesson that salt water tastes pretty bad. Here is an excerpt of his thoughts:
P: Why does the water taste awful?
M: Because the ocean is made of salt water.
P: What about Pepper Water?
At any rate, we are cold chillin: building sandcastles, boogy boarding, watching some olympics (men's field hockey? who knew?), playing some monopoly, etc. Pictures to follow.
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