CHAPTER 100 – A Birthday Picnic
Abigail overheard Dad talking on the phone. She could always tell when he was on the phone. His voice was much louder and harsher than when he spoke to her. “No, not going anywhere for my birthday. Just staying home this year,” he said.
After he hung up, she looked up at him and wondered, “Aren’t you going to your favorite restaurant for your birthday this year?” Dad said, “No, Sweetie. We humans have to stay away from each other. There’s a nasty virus going around.”
Abigail wondered, “Do we have to stay away from each other?” Dad reassured her, “No, we’re fine. Bunnies can’t catch it or pass it on to us. It’s OK for us to be together.”
Abigail was relieved. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head, “What if we pack up a basket and have a picnic lunch together for your birthday?”
Dad replied, “Great idea! I’d love that!”
Dad pulled out a little picnic table he had picked up from one of his neighbors. The neighbor was a parachute rigger who was reinventing himself as a woodworker during this shutdown. He placed some of Abigail’s favorite foods on the table.
For himself, he cooked a fresh artichoke and some corn on the cob, and a baguette. He had once tried sautéing the vegetables that Abigail liked to eat—cilantro, dandelion leaves, carrot tops, and parsley—to see what they tasted like. He decided he and Abigail had different ideas of what tasted good.
The two of them sat on the floor eating their picnic lunch together. They finished up their lunch with a slice of fresh apple for dessert. It was something they both liked. “Yum. That was good!” thought Abigail, as she settled in for her afternoon half-nap. Dad kicked back and joined her. After all, it was his birthday. He looked over at Abigail and said, “Thanks Sweetie. I can’t think of anything I’d rather do for my birthday than spend time with you.”
Abigail shares a picnic lunch with Dad to celebrate his birthday.
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