In the Water

Okay, she agreed, but I will not go into the water; I do not need a suit. I watched her march right in, trying to get a photo of the seagulls Within minutes she was sitting in the ocean, waves tickling her toes. Did you bring Mom’s suit? Our six-year-old asked. Of course, I told him. We both know the score. We have seen her do this plenty of times. She has the impulse control of a lava spewing volcano.