Big City Adventure: Blues Fest Picnic

 We all walked to Grant Park to experience the sights. sounds, and smells of Blues Fest.







Daddy went to get hot dogs for us while Dexter and I headed off to find a shady spot. Dexter refused to sit on the grass screaming, "We have to sit on chairs!!"  Eventually a Dexter-approved spot opened up at a picnic table.  Dexter and the nice lady had a lovely chat about recycling.

Dexter insisted he needed a fork to eat his hot dog.  I explained that we were having a picnic without utensils and that if he didn't want to eat his hot dogs without a fork, we could give it to the birds.  He quickly changed his Emily Post tune and gobbled up his hot dog mumbling through the food in his mouth, "The birds won't eat my hot dog now."

We also caught a few blues bands but Dexter was getting a little antsy so we didn't linger long.