Our second morning in Charleston, iced lavender lattes in hand, we drove out to Middleton Place, an old plantation with amazing grounds and gardens. Right after we walked in and headed towards the main house we noticed there were a ton of sheep just roaming about the lawn! The kids thought that was the coolest thing ever. Bella was toddling around after them, pointing and making “maaa” sheep sounds, which made Chris and I laugh so hard. The sheep were less amused and just walked away from her. Our sweet little bleating lamb – she wanted to be their friend so badly! 🙂 Declan found a big stick and pretended to be a shepherd.
As you continue on and pass the main house on your right, you see this beautiful tiered grass lawn leading you down to the water. We walked all around the grounds and played with the kids in the grass. It was such a beautiful and peaceful setting. Declan loves to run up and down hills (why can’t I love doing that?) so he was a happy camper. The gardens are so huge that there were several times we felt like we had them all to ourselves.
It was awesome for about an hour, but then I completely spazzed about a huge bumble bee that came way too close to me and that totally freaked Declan out. He started crying and saying he wanted to go home now “because of all the bees.” Chris was like seriously, you need to get over this thing with the bees. People think I must be deathly allergic to them given my completely irrational overreaction in any bee encounter (*not allergic). That said, it was getting close to lunch time anyway so we headed back to the car while I made a mental note to try not to dump my issues onto my children in the future.
After lunch, we went out for a walk down East Bay Street (which is where you pass the famous Rainbow Row colored houses I showed in my last Charleston post here) down to the Battery. It was super windy down there that day, but D was suddenly in the best mood (maybe because all the bees were blown away) and I was getting lots of hugs and I love yous (melt!). Sometimes I can’t believe how big my baby has gotten. He is a giant for only being 3.5. But he still loves his mama and I love his hugs and kisses more than anything. I’m sure I will feel exactly the same one day when he’s 6’4″ and massively embarrassed of me because I still try to kiss him in public and say things like “I don’t care how big you are you’ll always be my baby!” Sorry in advance, kid. 🙂
We walked back up through “South of Broad” and fell more in love with Charleston and the beautiful architecture with every passing block. I already can’t wait to come back!