We've been on a number of cruises. All have had kids, and parents, aboard. But none have had as many kids as the R Family ship. Capacity was about 3,000, and nearly a third of those people were children. (In fact, all those kids drove the ship above its official capacity -- though still well within its lifeboat capacity, the crew took pains to point out -- 'cause they took up every damn bunk in every damn stateroom, or so it seemed). Of course, in our stateroom, the boys just wedged themselves into their moms' bunks. But I digress.
Anyway, never have I seen such well-adjusted children and such patient adults. They weren't over-indulgent. They didn't let the kids run wild. There was just a lot of love on that ship. A lot of support. A lot of people glad that they didn't have to explain that they weren't aunts or uncles or grandmas or grandpas, but moms and moms and dads and dads.
Wednesday, July 12, 2006
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment