except a day at the beach that doesn’t end in knee-pits slathered in aloe. 
ouch.

it was worth it.

{i use sunscreen, i do. i just always seem to miss some vital body part that leaves me writhing in a pain for a few days. no big.}

i will also admit, that up until now i have been quasi-over-protective-mom about the sun exposure thing.  i feel like the poor guy was just so little and fragile that i didn’t want to mess up his mojo with any splotchy skin. he’s already doomed to acne. thanks dad.

it also helped that some nice guy loaned us his sport-brella. life changing.
these central coast beaches get pretty windy, so looks like its a must-have. B slept for a good….30 minutes in there. awesome.

what a perfect day to play hookie.