"Mommy, why is Unca Michael's star not in front of everyone elses?"
"Well, sweetheart..." Think fast, think fast.. AHA! Use Cayenne's excuse! "Unca Michael and his crew think they know better than the people who predict the weather professionally."
"Huh?"
"They think they can outsmart the weather satelites, and that the trade winds that have been blowing for centuries will change course all of a sudden and blow them all the way to Hawaii!"
"Are they having fun?
"Oh yes! Alchohol makes everything more fun."
"Can we have some alchohol?"
"Not until you crew with Uncle Michael."
"What's that triangle at the end?"
"That's a boat called Sonata."
"Do they have a lot of alchohol, too?"
"Hush now dear. We'll check the standings again tomorrow."
FIRST, LAST OR SOMEWHERE IN BETWEEN, WE LOVE YOU!! CAN'T WAIT TO GREET YOU IN HAWAII!!
SAIL SAFE!!!
Sis