David, Loralee, Joseph, and I all sat at the same table for our dinners every night. The second day out to sea they had a formal day where you were required to dress up for dinner. Joseph and David all week got the most random and exotic thing available on the menu. There were times when Loralee and I could not even look at what the boys were having because the sight made us nauseated. I was 9 weeks and Loralee was 8 weeks pregnant when we were on the ship.
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