A Dump In The Ocean

Our little trip to the beach today was….very uneventful, in the way of Public Displays of Affection. We were only there for about 2 and a half hours, Insane Mama was ….Pre-MOON, everyone seemed a bit out of sorts (boogie boards, then swimming, then laying out, back to boards to collecting rock, looking for crabs…)

I was trying to sink my head into the new book that I’ve started when all of the sudden, strange, little, 9 year old Christie speeds past us. As we all sit up to see what in the hell she was doing, we (along with everybody at the beach) saw her tiny little figure running, at top speed, down the beach towards the water, WITH BOTH OF HER HANDS DOWN THE BACK OF HER BATHING SUIT! She jumped into the water and went out about 15 yards, squatted, wiggled around for about 30 seconds and then pranced back up the beach to where our blanket was. As she approached, I looked at Insane Mama, who’s mouth was gaping open and who had a very perplexed look on her face. We shrugged at one another. Then I shouted to Christie, “What the heck was that all about?” Christie looked at me, smiling and with her big eyes gleaming she said, “I had a bunch of sand in my tooshie…I had to in the water to take a quick dump.”

Insane Mama and I burst into laughter…and extreme disbelief …and were finally able to get out, “What did you say? What did you do in the water?”

Christie repeated (more slowly this time) in an irritated fashion (cuz obviously we do not listen to her,) “I, had, sand, in, my, butt, and, had, to, jump, in, for, a, dump.”

Again we rolled in laughter…or at least I did. Insane Mama looked concerned and then asked Christie if she meant “dip.”

Christie looked at her questioningly then smiled and said, “oh…..yeah a quick dip.”

We all laughed together and …well…at that point, I had enough of the …questionable, water…so we packed it in for the day.

I will tell you that amidst the PMS, grumpy 11 year olds and super hot sun….Christie’s little English language mix-up…made my day an amusing one!