Daddy, it's Saturday! You know what that means? TO THE BEACH, TO THE BEACH....
Like we like to go...
We can't waste the sunshine. Come on, let's go sniffing the sand crabs, and the starfish and the seashells. and the salty stuff..
I am game. I would go on one of those little water boat thingies. No, I know. The Wendy would freak out.
She is a land lover. Fine, but can we go to the beach anyway?
Can we do our own picnic at the beach? Who is cold? 64 degrees is NOT cold! Momma! put a jacket on, wear actual shoes. Jeez... To the beach? To the beach?
Some day, when they finally come out with self driving cars, I am not going to be so dependent on you old foggies. I am just going to hop on the car and go where I want to. So GM, how long before you set me free???