Surf Check

Flat, sigh, I'm missing nothing.

After swim lessons today, I needed a surf check, visual look at the ocean to see what she's doing, and what I am missing.

"Why are we going to the beach?" quips a child from the backseat.

Only a surfer's kids would complain about going by the beach for a looksy. Or maybe just my kids.

"Are you seriously asking me why we're going to the beach?" I ask in amazement.

If these guys don't know me by now, they may never know me.

"Oh yeah," they answer. "We know."