1) Mar developed a mean case of red ass (that’s a clinical term, folks -- ask your doctor) a couple of nights ago. It was so mean that she cried when she peed. Elaine once asked, “I don’t know how you guys live with those things.” Well, when I get red ass, it hurts “there” but I can still pee pain free. Too many access points for you ladies, if you ask me. She’s better now (diaper cream, diaper cream, diaper cream) and is again enjoying life.
2) Headed to the Charleston Children’s Museum yesterday. Of course, they can’t call it that -- they must call it the “Children’s Museum of the Lowcountry.” How fancy. Tell you what, the place doesn’t have the square footage of ours in W-S but what they do have is super nice. The exhibits were all high end and interactive. The water play room was good, the shrimp boat room was better but Xav most enjoyed the castle room -- what an incredible setup. I spent the whole time in there wondering what it would take to make something similar in our home. I believe it’s called money.
3) Drove to The Battery later in the day and walked around. Xav was mesmerized by the cannons and asked a lot of really good (and tough) questions. Mar was passed out in my arms, a 21 pound sweathog slumbering away in 90+ degree heat. We then headed over to Waterfront Park and offered Xav the option of soaking himself in the fountain. He declined and we just gazed out at the harbor instead. Man, Charleston is one beautiful city.
4) Ate a delicious dinner at Cindy’s, an organic grocer/fishmonger/market/restaurant a couple of miles short of Kiawah. I swear my helping of fish was close to a pound. Xav had never before consumed fresh fried shrimp (one of the workers said it was pulled off of a boat that morning) and I was worried. You see, he’s already hit me with the “Is it going to be as good as McDonald’s?” baloney when I told him I’d make him a burger at home. No shit. His prior fried shrimp experience was Mrs. Paul’s or that Gordon fisherman dude’s stuff and I know he likes that crap. But he loved the fresh shrimp and had a ball playing with the toys and checking out the scene.
5) After a day in Charleston and a big fish dinner, what better way to top it off than to head to the beach for the night. Xav and I spent a couple of hours building a sweet sandcastle/island development thingamajobby and then laughed histerically as the tide slowly came in and knocked it all down. Is there anything better?
Once home, Doc and I read to the kids and they quickly passed out. Feeling good and frisky, we settled in for a comfortable night on the couch and watched an uplifting little flick before retiring to our separate quarters (she sleeps with Mar in one room, Xav and I have our single beds in another). How romantic.
That's life at the beach with kids for you.
Edited to add that this blog has been brought to you by, well, me, stationed on a screened porch on a lagoon with beautiful birds, gentle breezes and not even the slightest sound of a lawnmower or leaf blower. Oh, and hell yes I'm enjoying a cold beer at 1:50pm.
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