My stepson begged me, “Don’t marry my dad.” The reason made me faint at the altar.

Fun preparations

With the sun already up, we organized a picnic filled with sandwiches, French fries and cold drinks. “Did we bring everything?” I asked, mentally reviewing the list. Tim couldn’t hide his excitement as he put away his favorite snacks. “Can I bring my parrot?” he asked with a twinkle in his eye. “Of course!” replied Jeff, laughing. The car was filled with laughter and jokes even before we left, as if the fun had started right there.

Packing for fun