Weekends with kids can, uh, tend to feel less like a break than just another day when you will wake at dawn and inevitably get barfed on. And the impulse to seize the day on weekends often leads to ambitious plans — two-hour road trip to the aquarium! Apple picking! A series of elaborate play dates! — that can make your day of rest even less restful.
So as spring announces itself more and more each weekend, I’m warming up to the idea of straight-kicking it at home. With a flat, grass backyard just a few weeks in my future (!), I’ve been daydreaming about backyard picnics just like this one: a cozy blanket, an abundance of pillows (Dash & Albert’s indoor-outdoor ones would be juuuust right), petite baguette sandwiches and my favorite L’Aventure rosé to enjoy while the kids tucker themselves out in the sunshine. No wrestling wriggly babies into carseats; no packing diaper bags with enough provisions for an Arctic trek; and no one prematurely falling asleep in the car on the way home. You already are home, and it’s awesome.
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