We are a family of five. We love, we fight and some days we don't talk to each other.... well not the kids, they're ALWAYS talking. We are trying to survive living on a boat full time with each other, the good, the bad and the darn right ugly.
Carl is 40 years old. American. A somewhat retired Mega Yacht captain with 1600 ton captains license. Been on boats all his life and needs to be at sea. He never thought he'd love sailing so much but still needs to learn how to slow down and kick back at times. He's our proud sailor, swim instructor and stay at home dad.
Carly (me) is 33 years old. Australian. Don't really have a "profession". I've always loved boats but never been much of a beach bum, as you can tell from the non existent tan. I'm still trying to learn this "mothering" business. It's bloody hard work.
Little Man* (1) he is our little Bahamian, born March 2014 in Nassau Bahamas. He eats anything that isn't tied down and loves dinghy rides. He's our 100% boat baby, never known the comforts of a house.
* Obviously we didn't' name our kids Chucky, Pri and Little Man but then again these days you don't really know. I feel that when the kids are older and have retired themselves from our every changing life they don't want to have strangers "googling" them and finding all sorts of unflattering pictures. It will be up to them if they would like to share their lives with others, not me. It will come to a point that I will stop blogging about them and allow them to write posts themselves if they choose. I don't want them to ever regret the journey we're undertaking, being plastered all over the internet is not everyone's cup of tea and just because they can't voice their opinions doesn't meant they don't have one.