We're in the home stretch, just one week left of school, but I couldn't wait to break out my picnic tablecloth and eat lunch outdoors. After spending the better part of the morning getting my kitchen sparkling clean, from shining up the appliances to mopping the floor, I thought my idea to eat lunch outdoors was a stroke of brilliance--if I had to sweep the floor one more time I thought I'd freak out! Alas, I must have forgotten that my children are like magnets to messes. There can be no escaping the mess. We weren't three minutes into our picnic before Joey dumped out his gogurt onto the table cloth and Rocky rolled into it. But at least the mess was outside and not on my kitchen floor! Ha, ha!
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