Everytime we go for a walk – and I mean eeevvverrrytttime – J asks if we can go into town. It’s been an unseasonably cool and low humidity August so on Saturday we obliged him and walked into town to have dinner in the park. This kid may be smarter than we give him credit for because if he straight out asked for pizza and hot dogs for dinner, we’d probably say no. But this is the typical dinner fare when we picnic in the park in town.
My Everyday Life 