"Can we move down the beach a bit mom?"
"Why honey?"
Greg leans over and whispers conspiratorily
"When you were swimming that group next to us arrived, before settling down one of them was kicking up a TON OF SAND I mean A TON and the wind was whipping it in my face so I asked them to stop and all of them turned to me and in unison said 'Nayyyyyyyyy!!!' like a bunch of shakespeare weirdos, didn't you warn me about theater kids mom?
"Yes I did honey"
mom moves the family quickly down the beach to hang out around a more respectable crowd of sunbathers
