For part of my husband’s birthday on Sunday, we went to one of our favorite beach spots to relax and eat lunch. My husband loves to swim, especially in the ocean. He dives into waves and floats on his back, and frolics around (or whatever the manly version of frolic is) — and in doing so reminds me of a playful sea otter. The otter comparison is something about which he is, thankfully, entertained and not insulted. And when you see him swim the ocean, I know you will agree with me.
Alas, I do not present you with any photographs of aforementioned frolicking otter, but rather other fauna of the day, including some boys and some gulls. See what I did there?