shoulda stayed home

We went back to Pullen Park today for the Theta Family picnic. We were so worn out from yesterday's fun that we didn't even make it back to any of the rides or the playground! Jenny & Dave brought along their black lab, Stella, and she entertained Madeline more than any piece of playground equipment could. That was fine with us!

It was fun to visit with the other Thetas (and their husbands), but we encountered a couple of mishaps that left me wishing we had stayed home. First, M and I both were bitten by ants. It was a new experience for me and one that I hope I never get to repeat -- man, did it hurt! Luckily, she only had one welt. I had at least four. Yowsa! Our second *insert groan here* moment happened right before we were going to eat. A little baby squirrel fell out of the tree next to our picnic shelter. Well, we assumed that it fell out of the tree. We couldn't see anywhere else a nest could possibly be. None of us knew what to do -- it was squealing, but we couldn't tell if it was calling to it's family or if it was hurt and/or dying or a combination of these. Ugh. It breaks my heart just thinking about it now. We decided there wasn't anything we could do for it, so we left it there and hoped that it's little squirrel mommy would come get it. Tear.