I homeschooled my girls, and one of my favorite memories is spending time outside having picnics together.

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We spent many afternoons out on our grassy lawn. One summer day, we read Alice in Wonderland and let our imaginations run wild with what it would have been like to fall into that imaginary world with Alice.

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Like most things, the essential part of the picnic was not the food but my children, lying barefoot in the grass, watching fluffy clouds morph into animals in the sky, and quenching our thirst with homemade lemonade.