Sunila rolled her eyes, but swam closer to shore with Rosie following her closely. Her mom would sense any potential kidnappers before they could be a real threat. Her Mom could do anything.
"I can handle waves." She said, stepping out of the water and into a pair of flip-flops she had nearby. She giggled when Rosie shook herself dry, spraying water all over her. She looked towards the bucket of drinks next. "Do you have any lemonade or juice or is all grown up drinks?"