From vaca - we're at our island away from the island, and it's about 4:30 - time to start packing up for the "ferry" (if you'd seen it, you'd know why I used quotation marks). My little Irish-skinned boy is very fair, so he's never been in the hot sun without one of those swim shirts that's SPF a billion or something. However, it was late in the day, weaker sun and such. And we needed him to dry out. So Steven took A's shirt off to dry, and A happily romped some more in the ocean.
Calling to his little friend Ava, 6 yrs old: "Wow! You wouldn't believe how wonderful the water feels on your skin without a shirt on. You HAVE to try it!"