Ah, dear Edisto. How it pained us to leave you! Your sandy beaches, soothing waves, and giant, giant beach house with it's own elevator, pool and hot tub call to us still.
When we first arrived, I thought the hot tub was sort of a superfluous addition to the fine, fancy house Nannie and Papa so generously rented for everyone. (Thank you!) But the first 3 days were cool, especially with the sea breezes and all, so the hot tub (or "tiny pool" as Els referred to it) became the kids' very favorite place to be. Uncle David didn't mind it, either.
Poor Elsbeth got chilled after a nippy walk on the beach (during which she fell into the drink), then a dip in the not-yet-properly-heated "tiny pool", followed by several minutes on the very windy porch while Mommy ran around looking for a towel. I bundled her in everything I could find and she still shivered through most of her lunch.
Here's My Precious having some quiet time before bed reading an animal encyclopedia on this super nifty swing/hammock thing. He and I are conspiring to talk Daddy into getting one of these for our own porch.
The last half of our week there got deliciously warm. We took many long walks on the beach where we saw hundreds of horseshoe crabs, a couple star fish, pelicans fishing, and porpoises playing very close to shore. The walks were my very favorite thing.
I actually love the little mismatched boy's swimsuit ensemble that TFO is sporting in these pictures, but I'll have you know she also wore some really adorable (and feminine) little bathing suits. At least she had the pink hat. I have amazingly few snapshots of our beach week. Who wants to tote around a camera where there are waves and sand around? So much fun to be had as well as so many elements to destroy a camera, especially when one is a clumsy ox prone to dropping said camera.