A Picnical Day for a Lark

We went Tuesday to have a picnic as it was the warmest day of the year so far (55 scorching degrees). Wynne is very into picnics right now, one of her absolute favorite books is the 1948 "Mickey Mouse's Picnic." She sings the song to herself frequently, here are the lyrics in case you would like to sing it: "What a beautiful day for a picnic What a picnical day for a lark We will frolic all day in the happiest way And we won't get back home until dark." Unfortunately the last part was about true for Gregg as the truck didn't start when we went to leave. It ended up having to be towed into town. We don't know why yet, probably something to do with that ruiner of picnics, Donald Duck. Gregg did get back home before dark, basically because it is almost always light out now.