It has been a long time since I went to the beach. I was hoping this weekend (If weather permit) to go to the beach with my buddies. It never work when you plan anything. This time, my mom is going away this weekend for work – No Beach and No Mom. DARN
Well since I can’t go, I might just have to relive the memories of me and the beach.
You may notice, I don’t talk about going in the water. With a name like mine, you would think I love the water right!
See how terrified I look when I am in the water
I don’t like anything in my ears and going in the water means I will have that salty liquid thingy in my ears. It make me so uncomfortable. I have to shake it off, even it mean shaking it off in the water.
Beach is ok. I love the sand. I usually will rub / roll myself on the sand – immediately after coming out of the water.
Of course I get myself full of sand. I don’t mind shaking the sand off (at least I am on land)
I remembered the last time at the beach. I was excited when I found a tree branch.
I was trying to take it back and give it to Auntie S as a present. She love that
…….. then I heard "Scuba come here" It was mom and she must be calling me to give me food
It must be food. (Sorry Auntie S. Food is more important. Your present can wait)
FOOD Glorious FOOD and the thought of having competition is too much
I must run as fast as I can
Sad sad sad. Cheated again. There was no food. The humans decided to have our photograph taken
How disappointing but it was a good day out
When can we go to the beach mom?