We went north last weekend, to visit the starfish.
But most of the pictures we took made it look like the boys had just been shipwrecked.
This is Luke ... having just washed ashore. I presume he's preparing to use that stick to spear small fish.
Although perhaps he intended it for more meditative purposes:
Here comes Innis, having apparently just swum in from the reef:
Whereupon he discovers his predicament and gets super duper excited for the adventure:
But no match for the mid-day sun, it was soon time to head inland in search of food, water, and shelter, armed only with the super convenient and really nice buckets they luckily managed to comb from the beach:
(as well as some sweet TMNT gear, obviously)
I'm told they were successful that day, and found air-conditioned shelter, grown ups to make them food, and beds to nap in.
They're Generation Alpha castaways, what can I say.