After playing at the park, we came home for a picnic lunch in the front yard. The boys ate in a hurry, so I was left alone on the picnic blanket eating my lunch. My neighbor, naturally, came out of his house at that point and laughed at how I was eating alone in the front yard. I tried to explain, but with the boys out of sight (in the backyard at that point), it wasn't too convincing.
Fast food: Johnny eating a piece of turkey while running through the yard.
