Stingray City

Some of this occurred, some didn't.  I'll let you determine which is which.

So our boat is anchored on the sandbar and Natalie is giving out helpful information and safety tips.

Natalie, "The stingrays will swim towards you, brush against you, swim through your legs.  Their skin can be rough. Do not scream that you've been stung. You have not been stung."
Me, <raising hand> "Are there sharks?"
Natalie, "No, there are no sharks.  We have a bucket of calamari pieces that you can feed the stingrays. They will suck it out of your hand."
Me, < raising hand> "How do you know there aren't any sharks?"
Natalie, "Sharks prefer to stay farther out. Boys, please do not put pieces of calamari into your pockets.  If you do the stingray will follow you all over the sandbar until it sucks the piece out of your pocket."
Me, < raising hand> "What is the stingray's main predator?"
Natalie, "Um, that would probably be the shark. Mothers after touching the calamari, do not touch your child.  Every spot you touch your child will attract the stingrays and they will try to suck up any last bit of juice.  This is called a Stingray Hickey."
Me, < raising hand> "So how do you know that there aren't any sharks?
Toms, "Jeez, Mom. You're more likely to be killed by a cow than a shark."
Me, < raising hand> "Are there any cows?"