One of the other room moms reserved the pavilion at our local park, which is within walking distance of the school. We kept our fingers crossed that it wouldn't rain because our plan B was to beg one of the churches to let us use their gymnasium for a couple of hours in exchange for allowing them to convert all the children. JK!
|Here's a picture of Tim Tebow to make up|
for the religious joke.
The kids received two of the giveaways at school before the picnic. We were lucky enough to recruit the father of twin girls to take a picture of the entire class sitting on the front steps of the school. He's a cinematographer, so of course the picture came out great. We had the photo made into a poster and made sure to have lots of white space so the kids could collect their classmates' autographs. The kids received the posters in a roll, secured with a rubber bracelet in the school's colors. After the graduation ceremony, the kids spent some time signing each other's pictures which gave us a chance to set things up at the park.
Tammy was our activity leader and she came up with an amazing schedule of fun games for the kids. As soon as they arrived at the park, they picked a colored bandana and were divided into teams:
The Girl was on the yellow team:
Tammy planned seven different activities:
Most of the other games are old reliables: Ball in the Bucket involves tossing balls into a bucket and whichever team gets the most inside the bucket wins the game. For the Dog Food Challenge, Tammy make fake dog food labels for cans of refried beans and then offered spoonfuls to the kids. Whichever team ate the most won. This reminded me a little of sorority hell week. For Egg Roulette, she hardboiled 65 eggs and told the kids that all but one of the eggs were hardboiled and that one lucky kid would end up smashing the egg against his or her forehead and get covered by raw egg. The trick was that they were all hardboiled except for two that our adult volunteers demonstrated:
The games took about 45 minutes and afterwards the kids had free time to run around, play basketball, soccer, or whatever they wanted to do. Lunch arrived at about 11:15 and we got everything ready to serve at 11:30. I was in charge of food and ordered mini burritos from Moe's Southwest Grill. I sent home order forms about two weeks before the picnic to find which kids wanted burritos and what kind of burritos those kids wanted. We ended up getting 65 kid burritos and 15 adult burritos, plus three ginormous bags of chips and a vat of salsa, which served all the kids, plus the adult volunteers. I had a chicken burrito and it was delish.
We also used lunch to distribute one of our giveaways: frisbees. We put paper plates on top of the frisbees and gave them to each kid when they came up to get lunch.
|Moi, mid complaint and holding a pile of frisbees, with Robin and Sara.|
After lunch we had some more free play, plus a station where the kids could get tattoos (with the school's name and logo) and/or their hair sprayed different colors. This was very popular with both the boys and the girls. We probably should have organized another activity in the afternoon for all the kids, because they started getting a little bit antsy. In years past they'd had a scavenger hunt, but we'd heard that it went on for too long, so we decided to scrap it. Maybe in two years we'll be feeling more ambitious and can do it for the Boy and his friends.
Sabrina was in charge of arranging for an ice cream truck to stop by the park so the kids could get a cold treat. We had some hiccoughs in that the truck showed up about 45 minutes early and Sabrina told him to come at his appointed time. When he didn't come back when we was supposed to and didn't answer his phone, Sabrina's husband had to drive around looking for him. Ice cream truck drivers are kind of on their own schedule, I guess. When he finally arrived, the kids all swarmed the truck like a bunch of locusts. The Baby got the biggest popsicle available. In a matter of two minutes the top three inches broke off and fell on the ground.
This was a full-service ice cream truck, as it's menu illustrates:
|Yes, you can get "pickle pig feet" for a mere $2.00.|