Day 2--Day at Sea

Our 1st day at sea started off excitingly! Other than the fact that we had 3-6 foot swells, which lead to some rocking and stumbling (which I thought was fun!), Max almost drowned in the pool.  Honestly, this kid is out to give me a heart attack!

The day started off with us having room service for breakfast. Whoever complains about the ship coffee is nuts. I thought the coffee from room service was quite adequate. Of course, I also brought flavored creamer, so that will make even horrid coffee palatable. But I digress.

Simon loved having the balcony door open so he couple practice his letters...

Eric took Simon to Camp Carnival for the free-play time--time for all kids to play with their parents, including the under 2 crowd. Simon made friends with a little 18 month old girl that was completely adorable. Her older sister, Max's age, hated Camp and absolutely refused to go.  Shame because they were awesome kids, and Max only wanted to be in Camp the entire time.

Max wanted to swim, so I took him to the pool. It was ice water. Under the Sliding Sky Dome (which was closed for the 1st 3 days because it was chilly), the air temp was probably in the 70s, but the water temp was probably in the 60s. That didn't stop Max from rushing into the pool, ignoring the fact that I wasn't with him, or that I was yelling "MAX STOP!" See...the pools are deceptive to the eye of a little kid. They look shallow. They actually are shallow for about 5 feet all the way around. And then it drops off to 4'. So what did Max do? Stepped off that edge. I wasn't even close to the pool. I was looking right at him though, thankfully, so I sprinted, shoes, clothes and all, into the pool and pulled him out. The water was over his head, just his eyes were peeping out. Surprisingly, I did not panic, although right now while typing this 2 weeks later, I am feeling short of breath and a little panicked. I just reached down, grabbed his hands (which were not flailing about, rather he was trying to paddle to keep himself up), and hauled him out.

Whew. I'm breathless.

He didn't panic. I didn't panic. But there was a crew member that was panicking near us. She rushed over and was all aflutter about how he was doing. After hacking and coughing and gagging for a couple of minutes, Max wanted to get back in the water. Kid is insane. During his hacking and coughing, I was trying so hard to remain calm so that he didn't develop a fear of the water. We ended up getting into the empty hot tub (water was like bath water) then back to the ice water. He splashed about for a bit, ran around and scared me half to death that he would fall in again.  When my nerves couldn't take it any more, we went back to the cabin and had warm showers.

Simon can't handle all the excitement.

Aft view over Serenity area

 

Boys were captivated by the portholes!

 Honestly, I don't remember much of what else we did on Monday. We walked the ship quite a bit.  Ate more ice cream than is healthy... The boys did go to Camp in the morning, and a bit in the afternoon. They both liked it, perhaps because it was so different than every day at home.

Mesmerized by a fountain

Oliphant