What is it about a picnic?
There is something…… something I am not quite sure of….. but the food tastes better….. the kids seem to get along better…..
Our dinner usually goes something like this…..
"please sit down"
"please don't kick your sister"
"I know you like swinging your legs, but your sister doesn't like getting kicked"
"maybe you should switch places so you can sit near mama"
chairs and plates and cups get shuffled and the chance of spilled water/milk/wine is high…….
"please don't throw your food" (this is the wee one's new trick, I am blaming it on our dog's ability to catch flying food)
You've been here too perhaps?
And then, it was finally warm enough to eat outside again. 6 people squished at our itty bitty picnic table and I swear I did not utter a single "please don't " the entire time. It may have been the sun….. or perhaps it was the live music…… but it was magical.
(As far as flying food, the dog was not invited to dinner on the porch. Sorry Sid)
No dogs allowed tonight.
Live at our place…..