Boo and Mr. LBB playing on the beach at Dana Point this morning:
I saw my first lifeguard rescue today. I was relaxing while Mr. LBB and Boo made their sandcastle and I noticed a woman, that had been sitting next to me a few minutes earlier, wading in and waving frantically to someone out the water. It only got my attention because she was wearing jeans and carrying an nice handbag…..so I knew something was up. Looking out past the surfers, I noticed a little head bobbing up and down in the water. My heart started racing…..it was so windy and there were rip current warnings. All I could think was: it would take someone WAY too long to get out to that kid if he got into trouble. Okay, I try not to judge people on their decisions under pressure but the next thing I knew she was asking some 6-year-oldish kid to swim all the way out to bring her son back in. At about the same time, her husband showed up and stripped off his shirt in a panic like he was going to swim out himself……phew…..but then he only made it in to about his knees. I don’t know, maybe he couldn’t swim? Or maybe it was because the water was freezing. I looked back at the lifeguard stand…..thinking maybe I should run and let him know….but was relieved to see him removing his jacket with his binoculars fixed out to sea. A few seconds later he was in the water and a few minutes later he was dragging the kid back to shore.
