SV Brave Dragon

SV Brave Dragon

“Skye, it’s time for your nap.”

“I’m not Skye.” Ok, what toddler nap-avoidance tactic are we going to try today?

“Ok, who are you?”

“I’m a brave dragon. RWARRRRR!” Her roars are somewhat adorable. She roars complete with an open mouth and two hands in the air.

For a long time, she’s been watching Doc McStuffins with my Aunt Peggy and I’ve downloaded a few episodes for her Kindle (something for her to watch when I have an unexpected work call). One of the characters is a stuffed blue dragon, Stuffy, who repeatedly tells everyone that he is a brave dragon. Skye has apparently taken this to heart.

On a seemingly unrelated note, we’ve been putting new stripes and sticker on the boat, slowly turning it from a red and cream boat to cream and light blue. I personally like the light blue color better, although the cushion fabric shows every dropped crumb, dog hair, and spilled drink (not a great combination with a toddler). We should have a matching dodger and bimini soon!

We’ve been debating boat name on and off and had settled on one based on our previous boat, mainly because we could agree on nothing else. Skye was in her dragon phase (well, she still is in her dragon phase, and her ballerina phase, and her tractor-driving phase….) while we were driving to a machine shop to pick up yet another part for the mast, when Geoff had an idea.

“What if we call the boat Brave Dragon?” Geoff suggests. We debate the idea back and forth for a while, but we both really like it. So, after much debate, the stickers are ordered and SV Brave Dragon it is. The only item up for debate is whether we’re going to put stickers of Stuffy next to the name or whether we’ll just get a boat flag made with a stuffy to be flown in an effort to attract other boats with toddlers aboard…

Festival Season

Festival Season

Spring is here and every small town in the area is having their annual spring festival. Do you want crabcakes at the Soft Shell Crab festival, lunch at the Shrimp and Grits festival, or a few hours on the tarmac as the Marine Core Air Base puts on a show?

“We’re going to stay right here and watch the air show from our pool,” one of the dads at the marina informs me while trying to fill an inflatable pool with water. Skye is inclined to agree this is a good idea. I’m loaded down with produce and meat from our morning foray to the farmer’s market and tell him we’ll be back up after lunch and nap. The Blue Angels show is at 3 and we should be up by then.

Skye goes down for a nap and I work for a while until the rumble of a jet gets too loud to ignore and Skye wants to know what’s going on. She climbs out into the cockpit just in time to see a jet pass by, low and slow, making a pass right over our heads for the air base. A few minutes later, two jets swing by.

The festivals downtown are just as fun. Every restaurant and catering outfit in the area set up tents and try to entice with their best local flavors. A separate section is devoted to the artists that have come in to show their wares. This is the park Skye and I frequently visit for running and playing and she doesn’t understand why she has to stay right next to me during festivals. She wants to run to the playground, not stay and eat more food, listen to a band, and watch the Forest Gump impersonator walk around.

Closer to home, the marina throws a potluck for everyone sitting on the deck watching the airshow. BBQ chicken, hamburgers and hotdogs, salad, coleslaw, two pasta dishes, green beans, and more line up in the lounge and everyone brings their plates outside to enjoy. Skye runs off with Geoff only to come back soaking wet from taking her turn in the inflatable pool (which, apparently, doesn’t inflate as well as it did last summer. The marina parents are going to buy a nicer pool to leave up on the lawn). Soaking wet and happy, she runs around with a hamburger and bubble gun, stopping anytime the planes fly over to express her enthusiasm.

Recently in town were replicas of the Nina and the Pinta, two of the three boats Christopher Columbus came over from Spain in. Big boats, but hardly spacious and even with modern epoxies, incredibly leaky according to the crew. Touring them was fun and gives a real sense of how far boat design has progressed.

We also took a morning off during the week to visit the kazoo factory – the only plastic kazoo maker in the US. Well worth the trip, you learn the history of the kazoo, the surprising number of variations on the instrument, how they’re made, and then you get to assemble and make your own. It’s a mini introduction to manufacturing safety and processes as well as a fun excuse to make noise for the rest of the day. Kazoo duets at lunch, anyone?

Worldschooler Exchange

Worldschooler Exchange

We’re being featured on Worldschooler Exchange this week!

One big thing we work on while traveling is finding other kids to play with. We’re lucky right now that the marina we’re at has other toddlers (plural!!), but sometimes it takes planning to find friends. Facebook groups, the Kids4Sail map, and Worldschooler Exchange are all ways we locate other families traveling through the same region. They also provide support groups that speak specifically to the nomadic parts of our life.