That evening, Mom sat down next to me on the sand. She didn't blow her whistle. She didn't check the schedule. She just looked at the waves.
"Just for safe keeping," she said.
So we rebelled.
But then she paused. She zoomed in with her binoculars. The mural had a speech bubble: "Relax, Beach Mama. The best tide is the one you miss." Beach Mama and My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation - M...
She sighed, then reached over and gave Nuki Nuki’s loose button-eye a little twist. "Okay, Nuki Nuki," she whispered. "Show me what you’ve got." That evening, Mom sat down next to me on the sand