On Saturday we packed a good picnic and headed to Fort Clinch. We got there just in time to have a nice picnic before visiting the fort.
We had Blackened Chicken Wraps, fresh carrots, fresh fruit, and Oreo cookies. It is a crime not to have homemade cookies on a picnic and I almost got arrested, but I didn’t have the energy or time to make anything.
The young man had no interest in even visiting the fort and he really hates picnics. Can you tell?
Maybe he hated this idea because of the…
wonderful creatures that were also having a picnic.
Yep, that’s my skin. Looks about that white too and I live in Florida. Go figure.
Or maybe the young man hated seeing the other visitors at the fort. He isn’t big on crouds, you know.
Or may it is because the young man is a young man of 14 and can’t stand to be seen with is weird father and normal mother.
What do you think is his problem?