Dad, Mom and me had a picnic today in the middle of ancient oak trees, a water fountain and a cannon. I bet Dad liked the park because he likes history.
We sat in the shade and I dug around in the picnic basket until I found something good - like the Sprite can and the cheese puffs.
Dad and me looked inside the cannon. No worries. I don't think it works anymore.
The swing gave me a little breeze, which was good, because it was HOT.
I wanted to jump in the fountain, but Mom said it smelled nasty.
I moved onto Dad, hoping he would give in, but he held me back, too.
The grass was not nearly as fun as the water looked. In fact, it was prickly and I didn't care for it at all! -maddox
