Striped Sea Bass, it's what's for dinner.
"Get dressed, we're going to the beach," I say to the boys.
"Yeah, I can go surfing!" shouts Vinny.
"Not with that cough," I say. "You're playing on the beach today."
"Awwwwwwwww," whines Vinny.
I felt bad, especially since I was going to surf. I know how awful it feels to be landlocked. But when we left the beach, he was pretty happy.
"I didn't know I could have so much fun at the beach without surfing," says Vinny.
I'm certain he gets this from me.
Table for one.
Vinny dragging his building material.
