The Coastal Discovery Museum in Hilton Head was really quite neat! They had a few indoor exhibits (which we didn't spend much time at) and several outdoor exhibits as well.
The lady who greeted us at the welcome center was, very clearly, from New Jersey. A surprising number of people we ran into on this trip seemed to be from that area. Anyway, she told us about the art exhibit and how to get to the walking paths and insisted we visit the "Kids' Own Room."
She said this several times:"Your little ones will just love the Kids' Own Room! You gotta stop by the Kids' Own Room!"
Imagine my surprise when we were finally able to peel ourselves away from the desk (she was chatty) and followed her directions to the Kids' Own Room, only to find it clearly labeled "Kid Zone."
That made a lot more sense. I think I wouldn't have been so confused if she hadn't kept tacking "room" on the end of things. Anyway, the Kid Zone (room) was rather delightful.
We got to see horseshoe exoskeletons in varying stages of development:
In addition to the shadow boxes, there was a collection of tiny etches. Here are the kids and Grandpa watching a video about that process:
These were bound into a teeny little book (hey—Uncle Patrick knows how to do that!):
As happy as Phoebe was to look at all the pretty pictures...
...we didn't want to keep her inside too long. Masking is about impossible (and, in fact, is discouraged/inadvisable) at this age. With the amount of drool and/or spit up coming out of Phoebe, her mask would be drenched within minutes of putting it on her!
Anyway, we took her outside to wait for everyone else to finish up inside.
And then we walked around the grounds outside. The Coastal Discovery Museum is located on 68 acres of what was once the Honey Horn Plantation. The name Honey Horn actually supposedly comes from a Gullah mispronunciation of the last name Hanahan, as the plantation (read: forced labour camp) was owned by the Hanahans until 1854.
It was a bit of a yicky-drizzly day for us, but we enjoyed checking out the observatory decks on the marsh:
Here's Andrew being sure to read all the plaques:
Here's Alexander jumping off the bench like a little lunatic while I sit nursing Phoebe:
And here's brave Grandpa carrying a freshly-fed Phoebe down the trail (she's mighty spitty):
The butterfly house was also fun (the monarchs were quite active):
Here's Miriam leaving the butterfly house:
They have a "carnivorous plants" exhibit featuring Venus flytraps and pitcher plants:
We saw a few anole lizards proudly puffing out their strawberry dewlaps:
We found more monarchs outside the butterfly enclosure, just doing their thing in the wild(ish):
And the trees, of course, were lovely:
I imagine we'll be hitting up this museum again in the future: