I pulled out the kids bathing suits the other day and discovered that they were already wet. Eew. Warm boat, cold ocean, hello moisture. Over the past few days Alex and I have gone through every cabinet on the boat looking for signs of condensation.
If you spend any time with us this month you’re sure to hear Kinsley asking, “is it Christmas yet?” I think a quiet day has me answering, “not yet,” only a dozen times.
I find myself being asked, often, what it’s like living on a boat. It’s not an easy question to answer. After all, how would you answer if I asked what it’s like living in a house? I think I know what the question really means, how is it different, what makes it exciting, but it’s still hard to find words for.
From as soon as she could hold a crayon, Kinsley has been enamored with making her mark. She’s not picky about the medium, crayon, pencil, paint, stamps, she happy to try them all. As the cold weather settles in, I’ve been trying to plan out more art time to keep Kins entertained. She’s enthusiastic about trying anything new.
Living on a boat conjures visions of tropical beaches and touquise waters, sunny days and bathing suits. But living in Boston also includes winter and oddly enough, it gets cold around here.
Three months, 90 days, a quarter of a year, a good start.
Owen tagged along with Alex on a work trip to New York leaving Kinsley and I alone for the day. I wanted to plan an outing that was right at her level since so often I feel like I’m tucking her into plans I’ve made for Owen. After hitting up our local library for a museum pass we were off to the Children’s Museum for the day.
How is it, after spending almost all of my life in Massachusetts, I hadn’t made it to any of the harbor islands until this summer? Easy ferry ride, lots of diversity in what to do there, history, I’ve really missed out. Time to make up for lost time.
In preparing to move aboard we purged everything, including the kids toys. As a family we sorted through our huge collection of board games. We repackaged, sorted, purged, and stored until we had a nice mix to bring aboard.