Jack got sand all over him. ALL over. He didn't seem to mind though. I tried to keep his sandyness away from me by telling him he could keep a seagull if he caught one. That was entertaining to say the least!
I tried to get the kids to ride the boogie board as well. Emma did it pretty well a couple of times, but they really just wanted to play in the sand in the shallow wave area.
When we got back from the beach, I picked up a towel on the floor, and there was our handy dandy white person friendly spf 50. I KNEW I should have been the one to go look for it. Ross wanted to cry. Then maybe he did a little. He was scorched, poor guy. I kept the kids sprayed pretty well, and they didn't do the boogie board as much so they stayed protected pretty well. My shoulders got pretty crispy, but my swim suit covers my entire back, so I was good. Ross, however, did not fare as well. In fact, we could have lowered those shorts a couple of inches to show the full extend of the burn if this wasn't a family friendly blog. :)