Picnic? Yes, Please.

We packed a picnic for Sunday Funday and went to the monuments. The Lincoln Memorial has always been our favorite. Piper likes it, too.

Our friends, Corey and Robyn, met us there. They’re the kind of smart, interesting women I hope Piper and Sissy grown into being. And they like our kids, so clearly they have impeccable taste.

I made guacamole, which is one of Piper’s true loves. Robyn made lentil salad with goat cheese. Yum. Piper’s dad whipped up a Greek pasta salad. It was a crowd pleaser. We topped it all off with sponge cake and fresh berries.

Then we played frisbee and softball and walked around the mall. We had time to play, you see, because there weren’t dishes to do. That’s my favorite part about a picnic. You sit and eat and lounge and chat and eat some more. The kids run around and you don’t have to chase them. Delicious.

Piper almost fell in the reflecting pool several times. She blamed it on the sidewalks. What else could it be?

 

Following her antics, Piper told Corey “My mom embarrasses me. Not as much as my Dad, but that’s still a lot.”

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