It was a cold and cloudy warm and beautiful day when the idea struck me to have a perfectly classy dinner picnic by a lake with our little family. It turned out to be a near-disaster complete success.
I spent the afternoon planning the menu, purchasing the (organic and wholesome) ingredients, then slaving over their preparation in the kitchen.
I was incredibly forgetful prepared and didn’t even bring utensils or napkins had everything on hand for any possible circumstance. We dug through the diaper bag, found a baby spoon and ate straight out of the containers used my collection of vintage china plates and heirloom silverware that befit the occasion.
We took pictures as evidence that we stooped so low as to eat straight from cartons with baby utensils enjoyed such fine fare on a fabulous picnic. O and of course there were the baby-wipes fine linen napkins.
You know? Sometimes I even surprise myself with how unplanned and thrown together elegant and sophisticated my events turn out to be.