Well we “slept in†today. R woke us at 7:30am.  This would have been great, if it hadn’t been a very restless night.  Anyways. We went to visit Emilio and Ronnie, who took our Omelet order, then made it.  After breakfast was swimming.  It was a beautiful day, and the top dome of the pool was open.  It was quite enjoyable to have the pool gently sloshing back and forth with the rocking of the ship. Lunch and nap came next.
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This evening’s dinner was a mother’s nightmare…It was formal night, so we were all dressed in our finery. It started with the butter.  R loves butter, and she attempted to butter her own piece of bread.  This was ok, it involved butter falling out of her mouth, and her poking more with her finger to lick. We put an end to that, got her settled with a nice piece of bread with a thick coating of butter. Our waiter Andi, always brings R a beautiful fruit plate right away and tonight was no exception, except that today it was served in a Martini glass… See where this is heading?
R was thrilled that there was a blackberry on top to eat, and promptly popped it in her mouth. A moment later she decided she wanted to show it to me, and it tumbled out of her mouth, bounced its way down her fancy dress, and onto the floor. You know, one tiny blackberry can do a lot of damage.  There were bits on her chin, all over her dress etc.  At this point I take a deep breath.  Not 2 minutes later her fork drops to the ground.  And another 2 minutes later another spoon bites the dust.  This is all within the first 10 minutes of sitting remember.  I almost had to go take a walk. Oma ordered a ceasar salad, and R immediately wanted some.  She took some with her fingers onto her own plate, and gave the rest back to Oma.  She takes a bite of the lettuce, and spits it back onto her plate. This is something she knows she is not supposed to do. Another deep breath for the parents.
She ate her supper more or less after that. She and daddy had to go take a walk soon after while dishes we being cleared.  Daddy also had to reassure her that the dessert parade of baked Alaska complete with sparklers would not be scary. A moment before the parade started daddy and R returned to the table complete with a new strawberry stain on daddy’s WHITE linen dinner jacket. Sigh.  The lights dimmed, and the parade started, sparklers and all, marching to the Radetsky March.  R took this rather well.  After the baked Alaska was served with black cherry sauce, our waiter Andy came over and did some magic tricks for R. She was thrilled.  And of course on our way out of the dining room (past the ice sculpture) we had to stop at the mint table, and be served by our friend Oka.  He is the bell boy.  He served mints, and he has a little xylophone that he plays to announce dinner. Not a bad job I say. Â
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After a quick dance with daddy on the dance floor, we are now heading to bed. I’m exhausted, and that was supposed to be the relaxing day at Sea. Oh well. Tomorrow we stop at Half Moon Cay Bahamas, the cruise line owns the island. So we’ll have a last beach day before we head north to the snow.