We left a few of the baby dills at home to take a quick jaunt up to Charleston last week to meet my parents and sister's family.
We stopped in Savannah so I could get me some mint julep chapstick from Savannah Bee Co and to sample the honey buffet, of course.
Then we stopped at Paris Market to see the fun French wares,
leave our resolutions on the tree,and to sip some frozen hot chocolate and hot hot chocolate while we listened to the French music.
You have to understand one thing about vacations with my side of the family, and the in-laws have caught on, when we say vacation, it really means to-eat-at-really-good-restaurants, and as-many-as-we-can-pack-in.
I called my parents to see if they would get to Poe's tavern about when we did, but they had stopped elsewhere to eat.
That didn't stop them. An hour later they were sitting with us at Poe's tavern, eating again. (We sometimes call Pearl "Poe-poe"--do you have countless nicknames for your kids, too?)They were so excited to meet up with their only same-age cousins. Grandpa started a game of find the stuffed elephant in the tree of lights that was delightful to watch, especially when the elephant was hidden in grandpa's jacket.
Next? More eating of course. A kid's dream: choose your ice cream and then a gross amount of sugary toppings mounded to sweet satisfaction.
That's about as excited as you'll see Divine.
Spouses feeding one another.Up early the next morning to squeeze in breakfast (you're supposed to order "The Big Nasty"),
I loved how Jordan's oldest tipped his body over to pour the syrup and the Bells of Ireland on the tables.
Mr. Drummer takes after his uncle (his hair, not his floods).
We had to hurry on over to Glazed for doughnuts before an early lunch.
We did manage to get a little hat browsing in at Magar's Hat Shop.I would have loved to come home with a couple of these beauties, but they were uncomfortably out of my price range. Leigh also sells them at Barney's in New York.
My dad trying on the hat forms (a very prized collection being stored here.)
Lunch at Husk did not disappoint, starting with a rock on the giant rocking bench.
Two adoring grandmas.
And one playful one.
The perfect pre-Christmas fun.
Next year I would like this house for Christmas.
Plus someone to clean the windows.
Are you still here? Thanks for sticking it out through my photo bomb.