Eli was bummed he missed the annual Beach Bum parade that took place Friday night. He really wanted to join in the water gun fight and float parade but wasn't sure he was quite big enough to hold up the water cannon and didn't want to test the liquid holding capacity of his Bummis.
The car ride up was a good one... grandma and Gampy Orth came along for the ride, to keep Eli company and to see Joe and Sarah. There was a little feeding emergency on the way up in the van, but nothing mom couldn't handle by carefully balancing over Eli to nurse him, bracing herself should the vehicle come to an abrupt stop so no one would get an eyeful.
Gampy, Joe, mom and dad went out for lunch Saturday afternoon.... Sarah stayed back at the house sick (so sick in fact, we all wondered if Joe was making up the fact that she wasn't there since we didn't see her until brunch on Sunday) and grandma hung out with Eli for a nap enjoying the volleyball tournament music. Mom learned many a new thing from Joe about dad over a few adult beverages that afternoon. She also learned Gampy's aim isn't all it's cracked up to be.
Mom, dad and Joe took Eli on a walking tour of a portion of Tybee Island. He got to see a few of the Tybee Turtles (see http://www.tybeearts.org/TTT/TurtleCatalog.htm, similar to what Jacksonville did with jaguars and manatees) and got to see the beach for the first time. Beach signs indicated bacteria levels were 'acceptable' so mom and dad thought it best if Eli saved his first dip in the ocean for a safer time. He did however enjoy playing lifeguard for a little while.
Dinner Saturday night was late, but at a Tybee Island favorite - The Crab Shack (http://www.thecrabshack.com/) - 'where the elite eat in their bare feet' (their phrase.... we're not quite that clever). Grandma and mom were a little bothered by people poking the baby alligators with cane poles that were intended to allow them (the gators, not the people) to eat meat off the prongs on the end. Eli was more interested in sleeping after a busy day.
Uncle Joe got Eli a coconut monkey head!! It also happens to double as an ultra cool drink holder (which Joe demonstrates in the picture below) and coin bank. We're not sure, but we think Eli may be terrified of it and wishing instead that Uncle Joe bought him a cool pair of kicks since he kept marveling that Eli didn't wear shoes.
Saturday night faded into Sunday morning... Mom and dad got to sleep in a little late since Gampy and grandma took Eli over when he woke bright eyed and bushy early tailed Sunday morning ready for a new round of adventures. Another short car ride brought everyone to downtown Savannah for lunch at a fun spot - Soho South Cafe - http://www.sohosouthcafe.com/. Eli enjoyed taking a tour of the resturant and checking out all the artwork and book collections.
We bid farewell to Joe and Sarah (they had to drive back to Madison) and all took a little walking tour of downtown Savannah before packing back into the car for the ride home.
Eli enjoyed the luscious scent of of diesel mixed with breastmilk, sun screening from Gampy's brightly checked shirt, and got to hear what he thought would be a never ending chorus from mom, dad, Gampy and grandma of songs they thought they knew (really dad, do you put an ear in in 'The Hokey Pokey'?) to keep him happy on the way home. Stay tuned for details on the upcoming pilot of the Gampy Dickweed show!
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