So, yesterday... maybe Monday... we go out in the ocean. Dahlia LOVES the fuckin' water. She has no fear despite not being able to swim.
But there was a purple flag up, so I'm on the look out for "Dangerous Marine Life."
Eventually, I see a little tiny little jellyfish. It didn't look like it had tentacles, but who knows? I watched it float on by with no problem and didn't say anything. A minute later, I saw another one, scooped Dali up and walked to shore. We waited about ten or fifteen minutes before we got back in. I've never been stung by a jelly and I don't plan on starting now, not to mention, I don't want her first trip to the beach ever marred by a bad experience with brainless sea life.
The next night, we went to the State Pier and walked around and saw AT LEAST 20 Moon jellyfish hanging around in one spot. I know they're not nearly as poisonous as others, but there were a LOT of them.
Tonight, we were walking on the beach so Dali could collect shells, she reaches down and and grabs one. Then she says, "It feels like jelly." We slap it out of her hand and freak out. She didn't get stung, but different people react different, or maybe she just didn't touch it right. I dunno. Maybe she's the next Samus.