One day my mum and my dad
took us wee ones to the park for a picnic. We took Noodles and Zoe with
us. The dog and cat love to run around in the bushes and trees. Sometimes
Zoe chases birds and Noodles chases squirrels. Other times they lie in the
shade and sleep.
Mum spread out a blanket on
the grass. Dad picked up the picnic basket and put it down on the blanket.
Alec, Ethan and I sat down in the grass, wondering what was inside the
basket. Mum opened the lid and took out a bowl of fried chicken. It
smelled so good. I was hungry. Ethan started clapping his hands. He was
excited about the picnic. Dad took a bowl of potato salad and put it on
the blanket and then reached in for a bag of potato crisps, a plate of
gooey chocolate brownies and a jar of dill pickles that were as fat as
Mum gave us each a plate
and put some of everything on it. Ethan gobbled down his fried chicken leg
and then chewed on the pickle. It was sour. I could tell because his face
got all scrunched up and his eyes puckered. He ate it anyway. Alec ate his
food fast so that he could have the biggest brownie. He put it in his
mouth and chewed it in one bite. Chocolate oozed out onto his face and
made me laugh. I ate the potato salad. I love the way Mum makes it. She
puts celery, eggs, chopped pickle, cheese in with the potatoes and mixes
it with mayonnaise. I had two spoonfuls of it and ate every bit. The
chicken tasted good but I had to lick my fingers when I finished eating
it. The potato crisps tasted like salt and vinegar.
Noodles smelled the food.
He came running over with his tail wagging. Dad gave him some chicken that
he pulled off the bone. He said that dogs canít eat chicken bones. Noodles
licked the plate clean, even the little pieces of pickle that Ethan spit
out. Zoe doesnít like fried chicken but Mum opened a can of tuna fish for
her and she ate and ate and ate. Her breath smelled horrible. Noodles
licked the can after Zoe ran away.
We cleaned up the food and
put it all back into the picnic basket. Mum and Dad lay on the blanket to
take a nap. I took Ethan to the swings and Alec played with his yoyo. I
didnít push Ethan too high because I didnít want him to fall off. He
giggled a lot. I took him to the top of the slippery slide and held him in
my lap. We slid down the slide and landed at the bottom. I almost fell in
the sand with Ethan. Noodles ran over and licked my face. He smelled like
Mum woke up and took Ethan
and I down to the lake in the middle of the park. Ducks floated on the
water and there were fish underneath. They were orange. Mum brought a bag
of bread and we broke each slice into small pieces and threw them into the
water for the fish. The fish swam up to the surface and ate the bread, but
the ducks came along and ate it too. One duck ate the bread right out of
Ethanís hand. The ducks made a lot of noise. Quack! Quack! Quack!
It was time to go home.
Once there were no more slices of bread, the fish swam away and the ducks
flew back to the middle of the lake. Dad drove us home. I carried the
picnic basket in the house for Mum. Ethan wanted to help, so Mum let him
carry the blanket. I love picnics. Dad promised we could go again soon.