Friday night date night with Crews.

That's right ladies, the line forms here.

Get behind his mama and wait your turn because last Friday night, Crews showed me that I am definitely the most important lady in his life.

While Teague had a special double sleepover at his friend Coleman's house...

                                    (Thanks Molls & Joey)

Crews and I decided to take advantage of the mild May weather with dinner at Jim n' Nick's, dessert at River Street Sweets, and a shell-hunt/sailboat watch/cannon exploration at The Battery.

At first, I thought Crews looked a little lonely without his big brother...

But when I started the game of find the Crews on the cannon...

He perked right up.  Can you spot him?

I cornered him for one quick pic...

Then he was off.

We climbed more cannons...

Collected more shells, watched more sailboats...

Climbed cannon balls...

Hugged cannon balls...

Did the ultimate tourist-in-Charleston thing, a.k.a trying to pick up the welded cannon balls...

Then I was told by Crews that he had to poop. 

Just in case you're curious, there are no public restrooms at The Battery.  What I did have was an empty toy bin and a plastic bag which I used to create a makeshift potty in the way back of the car.  Crews made me take a picture, but it's pretty gross so I'll spare you. 

Regardless, he thought it was awesome.

And I thought my date was awesome.  Even if I did have to make a potty and wipe a hiney.