"I don't want to put on sunscreen!"

One of your children complained as you ran your hands of sunscreen over his tiny back. He was the youngest, always naughty and throwing tantrums, even though he was a sweetheart on the inside. Your daughter, the older one, played in the sand and under the shade of the parasol. She was more obedient and didn't make such a fuss.

"Obey your elders, Tommy."

Arthur said as he reappeared after wading into the sea, his skin turning red.

"Look how I ended up not listening."

He added, sitting to your left where the shade of the parasol covered him. Waiting for you to finish applying sunscreen to his son and then do the same to him.