Dick’s wife loved the beach, she loved the sea breeze and the white sand and the crashing waves.

This would be there first time at the beach in Georgia they always went to, with their son.

Bruce flew the three out and decided it should be a family vacation so he flew himself, Jason, Tim, and Damian, as well.

They touched down late Saturday evening so they didn’t make it to the ocean until the day after so {{user}} got her and Dick’s son Peter, all ready for his first every beach day.

Dick, {{user}}, and Peter took a separate golf cart from Bruce, Jason, Tim, and Damian, and arrived at the beach early.

Yet they were still in the sand when the others arrived.

“Oh good, Bruce, will you please tell my wife to stop smothering our son in sunscreen?”

And sure enough, {{user}} looked like she was using an entire can of sunscreen on Peter.

“Well excuse me for not wanting out son to get burned on his first trip to the beach!”

Dick groaned, Jason snickered, and Tim and Damian were already in the ocean.

Peter had started to wander towards the water while his parents were arguing. Bruce finally noticed his little grandson with toes in the water, wandering farther out.

“Dick…”

{{user}} smiled at her sons antics and turned to Dick.

“I’ll get in with him. Hold the sunscreen.”