After the first few years vacationing together Wanda Louise and husband decided to entrust their three to our care while they took the 1 mile walk to the pier and back. As they get back, no one is in the water and my husband is standing ankle deep 3 feet from a 6 foot shark.
Frankly, we are lucky they still vacation with us.
Five minutes earlier...
I feel a very solid cartilage like "bump" on my calf which makes me walk firmly (very much trying not to look like a floundering fish) to the shore.
I turn around to (seemingly calmly) see what the devil that was while calling the children to come build a sand castle ON THE SHORE with me, when my son says...
"MOM! I see a fin by R's head!"
"Hahahahaha! (At attempt to make this laughter not appear nervous) Come here you guys and show me what you think it was! Come quickly! No, don't hang on the boogie boards just walk right in." Notice the calm in my typing - we will pretend that my voice was not breaking like a 14 year old boy.
Now that I have all of the children out of the water without shrieking "SHARK!" we see it - yep the 6 foot shark hanging out in 3 feet of water.
Leaping lizards Batman! Just as Wanda Louise walks up... amazing we are still friends.
Needless to say, we ramped up our watch in the beach chairs hence our hesitation to actually question our friend in overalls, the mom who feeds her baby, I mean crackers, to the seagulls, or provide actual posture clinics to our self-conscious passers-by who really need to stand tall. Well, that and we do love a good book!
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