We are a small, happy family of four. My husband, a baby, a dog and me. My husband works on a yacht. A large, luxury megayacht which tends to be based in some fairly fabulous places. The thing is, where the boat goes, we go! When she was was just eight weeks old our daughter, Coco, boarded her first trans-Atlantic flight and since then we haven't stopped. This is a blog of our rather unusual yet adventurous life. No two days are the same.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

The sun has got his hat on...

....I am definitely 'hip hip hip hooraying' as it has felt like a very long week!

Coco and I have been going stir crazy stuck in the house with the rubbish weather. The poor girl is completely fed up with just having me around. She is going to be elated to see Daddy at the weekend. I had no idea how easily a one year old can get bored when confined to a small space. Even going out to the car ended up in us both being soaked so I was wracking my brain for things to do to keep us both entertained.

In the house we played with balloons, played with bubbles, stacked blocks and knocked them down again, read books, sang songs and watched Peppa Pig. We attempted using crayons but they are still considered a tasty snack so we'll wait another few weeks before getting them out again. We made the effort to go for a couple of walks but it was just so wet! We went swimming a few times which gave us both a welcome change of scene but the pool was freezing! Seriously, Coco's teeth were chattering after just 15 minutes. We hit the library and met up with some lovely friends, again a welcome diversion. I have yet to take Coco to an indoor playcentre and this week seemed like the perfect opportunity to try one out but, unfortunately, they don't seem as popular over here in New England as they are back in the UK.

However, after four days of constant rain, the clouds parted and the sun came out. Coco and I turned our faces towards the blue, blue sky, shook off the dust, stretched our stiff limbs and went out to walk away some of our pent up energy at Sachuest Point Wildlife Refuge, a favourite family walking place this summer.

Coco walked nearly the whole way with just the odd carry; amazing seeing as she is so new to this one foot in front of the other thing, and I was suddenly struck by how her independence is increasing daily. This photo summed up our summer really... sun, sea, smiles and self-sufficiantcy!

The day went from good to great when some friends rocked up this evening (to pick up their scrummy baby boy who I'd looked after for a couple of hours) with a bottle of champagne - just for the hell of it - and it was pink! Yippee!

Tips on indoor activities / games to entertain a one year old would be gratefully received.

1 comment:

  1. Argh, cabin fever! Nothing worse than days and days of rain and those same four walls. I remember a particularly wet patch in Sydney in 2006 and I was stuck in a tiny semi in the inner west with a 12 month old and a 2 1/2 year old and those walls closed in and gobbled me up for days!!! x