Last Monday while we were driving to the zoo, Cameron said, "We never take picnics on Sundays anymore." I responded, "Well, it's been a little chilly and we usually go out for a picnic in the warmer months of the year (for San Diego) so that's why." But my response didn't stop Cameron from packing up our dinner (left-over homemade pizza from the night before) and sending us out the door on Sunday afternoon. He had a place in mind and he was determined to have a picnic. We had a lovely little dinner out on the grass without anyone around. We sat amongst the rose gardens that were recently pruned that looked sad and dead. But I found a little rose that decided to bud on it's own. And just like us, despite the chilly weather, it had come out to play. So thank you, Cameron, for setting us up on our little outing. Krew was fantastic with his baseball skills, hitting the baseball (and the tee!) and Cameron was the best coach to him. And once our toes and fingers were getting too cold to move, we decided it was best to pack up.