However, in the interest of balance, and just so you have an idea of why we're bothering with this "holiday", let me share some of the good times.
We've been able to snorkel about every two out of three days. The boys have all become more comfortable and confident in the water. Yesterday, Bit Boy, who previously told me that he didn't like water, especially deep water, raced me to a bouy, any stroke we wanted. (I beat him by a hair, although I might admit to a bit of shenanigans to attain the win). Lego Kid is a natural underwater, swimming down to check out conch shells and interesting fish. Even little Hot Dog, previously afraid to put his face in the water, now confidently treads water off the back of the boat, over any depth.
Just a couple of days ago, during one of our "good stories", we needed all hands on deck to help sail the boat after the engine died. (Again in a crowded harbour. What's up with that?) Both the older kids stepped up to the plate and helped manage the lines and steering, without (get this) complaint. Wow. I know, right?
And then there's this:
|Sunset in Paradise|
|One big grouper (Graysby?) and a lot of grunts hiding under a coral|
And so there you go. A good time isn't as much fun to read as a good story, but I wanted you to know that we're having them too.