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Picnic day had arrived, and no need to say, the house was on fire. Not literally but everyone was moving everywhere. Noah had joined us early this morning so we would all go together and when he came in he looked horrified. My mother was packing the whole house trying to make it fit into the picnic bag. "Mom, why are you taking the pan?" I caught her trying to smuggle the pan inside the bag. "To put stuff on it" she looked guilty but she knew it was insane. "Alright, I'll put it away," she said. I went on making sure to pack extra diapers, food, baby wipes milk, and water for Alice, her bag alone was too heavy. A few minutes later I had this sudden itch and looked at my mom. "MOM, what is that?" "A radio" This woman is leaving me speechless "What? We might get bored" she tried to
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