The day we left Hilton Head we had an early check out and a late flight so we spent some time at the Children's Museum, which was not a mistake.
But on our way there we stopped by a new construction project going on at the south end of the island that I'm overseeing and I put some work in there.
Yeah, I'm doing some work on the site without a hard hat. You can do that when you're the Forewoman.
Then we went rock climbing. I don't know if you can tell or not, but I'm actually 64 feet above the ground, with no harness on.
We finally got to the museum and they had a really nice arts and crafts area of which we took full advantage.
After the museum but before we hit the airport we snuck in some pizza at Pauly's, not to be confused with my Uncle Paul - he lives in Connecticut. So they brought us some dough so we could press it, knead it, roll it, the whole works.
And you should've seen Mae get into it... oh wait, that's right, she didn't.
But what she WAS into was putting some parmesan cheese on top of her pizza, never too tired for that.
Oh, and did I mention we had a late flight. Well, Mom and Dad and Aunt Tasha slept in the economy seats, Mae was in first class watching Hunger Games and me?
I landed that puppy soft as a baby's bottom on Runway 26 at O'Hare and we were at the gate in no time.
