Where Globe-Trotting meets Beach-Combing
He’s ready for his cooking show, I think. From washing his hands first to doing the dishes afterwards, this small chef knows his way around the kitchen. “Moooooom! I can’t reach the chocolaaaate!” I heard from down in the kitchen after putting ELOISE to bed. His step stool can’t reach the microwave over the stove….
Chris was stuck with duty on ship their first night back in port. “We’re bringing you dinner!” I informed him. Chris feels bad asking us to come meet him because he often has last-minute meetings and stuff pop up, so I took the initiative. Sure enough, we were just settled in the wardroom when his…
I had all these fun things in mind for Isaac’s spring break while Chris was gone, and we ended up house bound the whole time. We’re making up for it now! The Marsh Pavilion at the aquarium has the seahorses and otters, and we’d never been there. It was surprisingly small, so we had plenty…
Poor Isaac had two weeks of spring break right when Eloise was at her sickest. One morning it seemed she was better (the day before her highest nighttime fever spike) so I snuggly-packed her and we went to the botanical gardens. She slept peacefully, albeit warmly, while Isaac and I ate lunch, kicked a soccer…
I watered the new spring plants around the front porch before heading in to make chicken Caesar salad for dinner. Isaac wanted to stay out. Eloise and I came out to check on him mid dinner prep. Little rivers criss-crossed the porch where water drained from the pots and planters. Isaac had traced these lines…
This week we had an unsuccessful church visit. Both kids conspired to wiggle and fuss the whole time so we left early, frustrated. But last week, while Chris was at sea, I took both kids by myself with somewhat more success. We got there late and had to leave early, but Isaac even listened to…
Eloise celebrated her first six months by getting really sick. She is finally on the mend, thankfully, and back to her easygoing, engaged self. The poor thing had a cold, then a tummy bug, which gave her an infection, which gave her a scorching fever and needed antibiotics (during a weekend while Chris was gone,…
