Bee-sh

Bee-sh, Bee-sh, BBBBBB.... All summer our family has been enjoying the one free form of entertainment our area has to offer, the beach. We started going with friends the end of May, steadily almost every weekend through the end of September. Through July and August we would go as a family on Saturdays early morning and leave the beach by 1/2 pm (just when the locals are coming and the staff is waking up). Sunday evenings Bill and a coworker would distribute Bibles on the beach front and I would take Zaky to play in the water (followed by a bucket bath on the side of the car and dinner in the driver's seat). Zaky's progression as a beach boy was very noticeable. In May he was timid and scared of the waves, by July he would see the water and point yelling "Bee-sh, Bee-sh". His father is so impressed that he will fall over, face and all, and get right back up (Zaky's mother wines about the salt water in her eyes!)