We are not inside people. Normally we're outdoors everyday, most of the day. And in Hawaii we weren't indoors at all unless we were sleeping. And now, we poke our noses out into the cockpit in the morning and feel the slight bite of 40-50something degrees and recoil back inside to appreciate the coming of spring from the heated saloon. Zach is finding a new love for his play things that he hasn't seen since January. I am satisfying this deep need to reorganize and spring clean the boat, getting rid of loads of "stuff". And we're doing lots of this...
(making pirate rings out of modeling beeswax)
(building with the stacking rainbow. this thing gets SO much play.)
(dreaming of camping weather)
We'll get out there, slowly but surely. Zach joked that we were like the Root Children, hiding underground until everything feels ready.