Lemons Into Lemonade

We were headed south for the wedding of one of Dad's best friends with the intention of having plenty of time to stop at Hotel Granny and Grandpa first. As the journey unfolded, we found ourselves in traffic the entire drive - and, the unreasonable, no danger or stray animals in sight kind. With a grumpy dad at the wheel, hungry kids who had long since devoured the supply of crackers, granola, fruit bars and water (and a mom in need of a chiropractor as a result of the twisting and handing things to the back seat) we were ready to jump. Since Mom had packed a lunch to eat in the hotel dining room, we decided to stop at a park and eat before heading straight to the wedding rehearsal. Thanks to the awful traffic and because of the carefully planned and food grouped meal, we had a wonderful 45 minute diversion, of the picnic variety, at cute little park off the freeway. So, on an otherwise hectic and overcast Saturday, we made sunshiny lemonade out of lemons - metaphorically speaking, of course.





Oh... and if you stop at this park in Carlsbad, a bit of advice.....
Never was there a warning so important to heed!