Nico's been making lots of "picnics" at home, which to him means simply spreading his blanket on the floor and lining up his cars on it. Every afternoon after school, he proclaims, "I'm making a picnic!" and will move it from room to room. So when he and I had a day to ourselves yesterday, I figured we'd treat ourselves to the real thing. With pizza, watermelon and salad at hand, we walked to the park and found a perfect half shade, half sun spot under a tree and ate and laughed and played. We were even able to act out his favorite book at the moment, The Billy Goat's Gruff, with Nico as the goats and Mama as the troll under the bridge. What a joy this little boy is.