We went to the beach for a wedding this weekend. It’s the first time Joe has ever been (sad, I know). On Saturday morning we got up, had our breakfast and headed out. On the way Joe told us he wanted to play in the sandpit. We told him he’d get to play in quite a big sandpit. Parked the car. Walked up the hill and Joe stood at the top and said “oooohhh Puddle!”!
The master of under statement!
Better not go to Samoa.