Technically, we didn't have a picnic. Unless you count eating the biggest, reddest, sweetest, juiciest strawberries on a blanket as a picnic. And I do.
What? Don't look at me like that....we will go on another picnic. I promise.
Our "picnic" took place at a farm where they had a "new-to-us" playground (#2) that included an enormous jumpy pillow and an outdoor concert (#3) that we enjoyed as the sun set.
Grace did not like it when she fell!
Let the summer fun begin!
2 comments:
If you live in a Big City! That surely looks like a picnic to us city dwellers. Lots of good running around in the sunshine counts too!
What great fun you have,my Grace..You should kiss Mommy and Daddy and say "Thankyou" for giving you wonderful days like a picnic day!
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