Step-dad has been sailing tons and tons this summer and I finally joined him last Sunday. O usually goes with him and they are such a cute crew of two.
Step-dad: "O we're luffing" (or something equally gibberish)
O jumps up and cranks a handle or pulls a rope or something and step-dad seems satisfied.
Obviously I have a very thin grasp on what's happening (okay, no grasp at all), but it's fun to watch them run things.
And the sun feels nice.