Sublime Saturday!

We had a truly sublime Saturday this weekend! The weather was perfect, our little family was together and we did not have any where we had to be.....how refreshing!

We started at 3 Little Birds....our favorite Saturday morning spot. We met Becca and Marshall and had a wonderful time!

We got home, took Scout for a walk and took some pictures with our blooming azaleas in the backyard! Our little dog is really growing...5 months old!

We went downtown to walk and enjoy some site-seeing. Battery Park was so nice, so we sat for a while in the sun while Scout napped!

My sister, her husband and their 4 kids came to Charleston and were downtown, too! We met them in Waterfront park in the afternoon. Scout was a little frightened with all of my nieces and nephew, but he seemed to enjoy it. It was great getting to spend some time with all of them!

Aren't they precious?!

Beautiful girls!

It ended with a date with Ryan to The Mustard Seed...we even got dessert that was delicious!

All around, a truly perfect day. Maybe not what some of you would call sublime, but it was a joy to me!!

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