Rick and I had both previously lived in Charleston. Since we were going there for Honor and Ned's wedding, I took some extra days off and we rented a beach house on Isle of Palms. We spent the week introducing Will to some of the finer Southern pleasures. Some of the highlights:
Eating boiled peanuts and watermelon on Honor's parents' dock and throwing the peanut shells into the water
Shelling on the beach at low tide
Sitting on a joggling bench with Grandpa
Going for oysters at Bowen's Island, a dive where they bring a pile of steamed oysters to the table; you shuck them yourself and throw the shells into a hole cut in the middle of the table
When Will declared, "I want to stay here forever!"
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