A) We’re home!  From a lovely and far, far away vacation.  The girls were golden on the long ride, but I think 14.5 hours on the way home may have been our breaking point.  B) Greg can NEVER wait to give me a present.  He goes nuts at Christmas, because he has to wait, save the years when he doesn’t, begging me to open gifts on the 20th.  He comes up with pointless clues, hints, and then swears he can’t hide it any longer, I’m sure to find it and ruin the surprise…so I must open it immediately.  I love this man.

Tonight, after pulling into the house after the long drive home, he heard me reading the girls to sleep with “We Had A Picnic This Sunday Past”, quite possibly my all-time favorite childrens book.   He stood at the doorway, just jumping out of his skin with my anniversary present, which is, you guessed it, a picnic basket!  It’s a backpack, my favorite carrying style of all-time, and has a large section on the back for food and ice and drinks.  The side has clips for blanket rolls, and the inside, as you can see, is full of the wonderful things I always forget.  I’m as excited as he is.  We’re big picnic’ers in this house.  Hardly a week goes by that a friend doesn’t call me up and ask us to meet for a picnic.  THIS IS JUST PERFECT!!

True to his tradition, our 7th wedding anniversary is still a week and a half away.  Which gives me just enough time to fix my sucky gift to him.  SUCK-EE.  No one can compete with the world’s most perfect picnic basket backpack!  Wait, unless I can find a way to turn him into a REAL Ninja…gotta run….