February Picnic
I don't think I've ever been invited to a February picnic, at least until a few days ago. Not in the Pacific Northwest. My son and daughter-in-law and the little squirt have moved a bit closer (but still over 90 minutes away). They're living in an apartment built above a three-car garage on the property that Katie's cousin's family is living in. It's right next to a lake. So they asked me to bring them the microwave oven that's been stored in my basement and to come for a picnic, since it was a sunny day. Did I mention it was probably about 45 degrees F or 7.2 C? And that was before the sun went down! But everyone had a good time. Logan wore a life jacket over his coat, and big boy shoes as a counterpoint to his omnipresent pacifier and Brendan or Katie or Grandpa Jeff followed him every step he took. Logan had lots of company, because Katie's cousins Sarah and Emily have kids. Logan loves to follow the big boys around. There was a hot dog r...