sunset picnic

 

 

 

 

Yesterday, we drove up a canyon near us, past nurseries and groves and groves of oranges and avacados, past horses and farms for sell that we wanted to buy and stopped for a picnic before the sun went down.

I hope I always remember...

-how EXCITED Parker was while we were packing our picnic basket (especially when he figured out that there were four sets of plastic dishes in the picnic basket and 4 of us) and how couldn't wait to tell dad about our surprise picnic
-how the little 80 year Chinese man looked at craig's face and patted his cheek while hugging him, he was so grateful after craig helped him push his broken down car to the side of the freeway, called his son for him, and waited till a tow truck pulled over on our way to the canyon
-how craig and I laughed till we cried watching miles guzzle his sparkling lemonade from his fancy glass, pleased as punch that he got to have "soda"
-craig trying to explain to the owner of an avacodo orchard next to our car, who pulled up while we were loading to leave, that we were in fact, not stealing his avacodos and that our picnic basket did indeed hold a picnic dinner and not stolen avacados
-the feeling of contentment i felt on our 1/2 hour drive home