After a morning swim at the beach last weekend on our mini “bacation” away, Will and I headed to the sandwich shop to pick up lunch for the family. (Hey, every meal can’t be steamed lobsters and heirloom tomatoes!).
I’m distracted by the menu, and contemplating my choices of (A) extra avocado and (B) smoked or plain turkey, (went with smoked, but no extra avocado) and it takes me a moment to realize he is completely awe struck by the person in front of us.
We’re waiting on line behind a man in full-on bicycling gear—a close fitting, bright blue lycra jersey and since it was a bit chilly out, blue lycra tights instead of just bike shorts.
Will looks up at me with dinner-plate-sized eyes and breathes, “Mom! A scuba diver!”