Saturday, February 12, 2011
Packing for a park picnic
I love alliteration. I don't have an abundance of patience for small children however, so my picnic on a Saturday where every mother and her 20 heel-biters were out running and screaming didn't end up as enjoyable as I thought. Especially since my neurotic rescue Chihuahua isn't fond of young ones either. This made things double-stressful. At least the food was good.
Picnic includes: boca "chicken" sandwich, potato chips in my lovely apple print reusable snack bag (hand-made with love from my mom), ice tea, a blue cloth napkin.