Recently, for some unknown and bizarre reason, FFM has been exposed to a fair amount of surfing. Surfing photos, surfing on TV, and today we went to the Wildlife Experience (a local museum) and watched their version of IMAX and the "Living Seas" movie had, yup, surfers in it. A lot of them.
FFM has it in his head he's gotta surf. And that we need to take forty planes to get to the beach. Obviously he gets that the beach is FAR FAR away because it's going to take a lot of connections to get there. He vibrates whenever he sees anything surf related and can spot a tiny surfer even when it's not the focus of a scene. He's pretty hot to trot about skiing, but I can tell you he certainly doesn't vibrate when he sees pictures of skiers.
*sigh*
There are no waves in Colorado.
It's a VERY long way to the closest ones.
He better study hard in school, get a good job at a company with overseas branches, take a leap of faith a few years into his career and go for one of those overseas jobs, and then maybe he'll end up in a place where the ocean is a little closer. Or maybe his dad will, you just never know.

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