• Roasting hot dogs and marshmallows over the fire pit. What a great lunch with all the kids gathered around the fire, experimenting with just the right spot by the coals. My fingers and toes were like little ice cubes as I served the slightly cold dogs, but after a couple of my own and roasting a mallow with the kids, I warmed right up.
• Playing soccer. I was oddly cold all day despite multiple layers and thermal socks (Thanks Santa.). But once I put on my flamingo socks (a psychological hint that I’m in the warm tropics) and headed for the field, I began to thaw out and come to life. I had a great game, thanks to the well-placed assists by the uncles. The boys played well with a lot of energy and gusto.
• Sliding across the wooden floor. Nothing like total abandonment and pure pleasure of coasting across the clean floor in thick socks even when potential and nearly eminent crashes ensue. Plus, such an activity brings stretching to a new level- didn’t know I moved that way…
• Napping in the sun. The kids were ready for breakfast but the cook wasn’t exactly bright eyed and bushy-tailed for long. Now I know how puppies feel curling up on the carpet by the door, soaking up the sun. mmm…
So far so good. day two just around the corner
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