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Day 3 started with our first (and probably only) day of rain. The girls declared this to be a sign that a spa day was in order and the boys decided this would be a great day for napping.

The couples ended up going in separate ways for dinner. We had dinner at the Old Village Post House in Mt. Pleasant, about 20 minutes from our house. The restaurant was recommended by our favorite farmer from Newburyport who just happened to see via Facebook that we were on vacation in the Charleston area. We both had very delicious meals with Isaac cooperating from the time we sat down until the entrees arrived. While Susan enjoyed her salmon with some of the tastiest tomatoes we’ve had, Brian held Isaac in the entryway. Brian ate the best duck breast he’s ever had while Susan did parenting duty. It wasn’t exactly the long dinners we’d enjoyed pre-Isaac but there’s a lot to be said for sitting down with great food in a relaxing atmosphere and having someone else do the cooking, serving, and dishes.

Wednesday the weather cleared so we decided to would be a good time to go explore downtown Charleston. We both ran in the morning which was sorely needed exercise and fresh air. When I got back from my run I found Susan and Isaac on the patio on our turret. Note: Su loves wraparound porches and turrets on houses so this is a clear winner.

Wraparound turret? Sign me up!

All 6 of us piled into the car around noon and headed into the city. First stop was Charleston’s City Market. We browsed the vendors for a while looking at the local artists and sampling some local flavor. Next up was lunch at an Irish pub. Susan had a crazy sounding, terribly unhealthy, yet amazingly tasty burger with fried oysters, cole slaw, jalapenos, and hot sauce. A tasty lunch and good time was had by all.

As happy as his daddy

After lunch we wandered our way on foot up to the visitor center taking in the historic Charleston architecture. Heather particularly likes Spanish Moss so when we were walking down a street heavily shaded by moss I snapped a picture of them.

Old buildings and Spanish Moss

One of Charleston’s many steeples

The diaper blowout on the walk over was tiring

What? I’m not tired

Finally we headed back to the car and headed home for a quiet evening of bath time and early bed.