Things my husband said while at the beach this past week with my family:
“I’m going to pretend I’m paralyzed from the waist down and I can only use my arms to drag myself to shore. Who wants to join?!”
“Instead of just throwing the Frisbee to each other lets count and see how many in a row we can get!”
“Stand on my back while I go underwater and hold my breath. I bet I can do it for 60 seconds!” ... "I think I did it, you guys were just counting too slow."
“Play this game with me: you bury your feet in the sand and then see if the waves knock you over!”
“You’re laying out again. You’re boring. Why are you so boring? I need someone to play with me.”
“I’m going to pretend I’m a dead body that floated up on shore and see which way the waves contort my body”