At one point, Troy and Ced went back to the truck to get the cooler and I waited at the beach with the kids. I was sitting on a log while the kids dug a hole deep enough to completely encase Frank, when out of the corner of my eye, I sense movement. Specifically, I sense the movement of the giant canopy tumbling away from our site.
It’s a huge movement as it tumbles pole over pole over canopy over pole down the beach. I am running after it, but each time I almost reach it, it tumbles further away. I am laughing so hard at this monsterous sight. I am laughing at myself because “runs like a girl” was initially uttered in reference to me. Add some sand into the equation and it’s like I am Running Like A Girl in slow motion.
I don’t know how many tumbles later, my kids noted me running, flailing and laughing away from their canyon and they ran along with me. Eventually, Jasmine caught up with me and we held the canopy down while deciding the best way to get back to our spot.
And while everyone at the beach watched this happening, none of them were secure enough to be identified with me.
The oldest remaining kids and myself each took a pole and carried it back to our spot. Frank told us, “come on, guys! come on! over here!”. Give him a short skirt and some pigtails and he’s one Hoorah away from dating the captain of the football team.
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