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Beach Mama And My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation - M... • Full & Essential

But I had other plans. My secret weapon was Nuki Nuki—my worn-out stuffed sea otter. His fur was matted, one eye was a loose button, and he smelled faintly of old saltwater taffy. Mom wanted to leave him home. "He's a hygiene hazard," she said. I smuggled him in my beach bag.

I smiled. Beach Mama had finally learned to float. Beach Mama and My Nuki Nuki Summer Vacation - M...

"IS THAT A FIFTY-DOLLAR SUNSCREEN MURAL?!" she shrieked. But I had other plans

That evening, Mom sat down next to me on the sand. She didn't blow her whistle. She didn't check the schedule. She just looked at the waves. one eye was a loose button

I hugged the otter tighter. "Maybe."

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But I had other plans. My secret weapon was Nuki Nuki—my worn-out stuffed sea otter. His fur was matted, one eye was a loose button, and he smelled faintly of old saltwater taffy. Mom wanted to leave him home. "He's a hygiene hazard," she said. I smuggled him in my beach bag.

I smiled. Beach Mama had finally learned to float.

"IS THAT A FIFTY-DOLLAR SUNSCREEN MURAL?!" she shrieked.

That evening, Mom sat down next to me on the sand. She didn't blow her whistle. She didn't check the schedule. She just looked at the waves.

I hugged the otter tighter. "Maybe."