You're bringing who?

In the car tonight, Grace and I were playing the Picnic Game; each player takes turns saying, "I'm going to a picnic and I'm bringing...." then saying an item they will brings. The items have to go in alphabetcal order, and you have to say the entire list each time.

We've played this for years; when the kids are little it works on their memory and helps teach them the alphabet. As they get older, it gets more difficult, but also more fun; they don't limit themselves to only foodstuffs, and occasionally they'll use an adjective to get the correct letter, which makes it harder to remember. (As an aside, in fitting with my OCD Mom personality, if too many turns go without a food item I will add one, so we don't get hungry!)

So, last night Grace and I were going to a picnic, and we started out by bringing:

• an apple
• blueberry pie
• carrots
• Dunkin' Donuts (me)
• an eager monkey
• a fish named Francine (me again, and I nearly named her Wanda)
• a gargling gorilla
• hot cross buns
• an ice cream model of Mt. Rushmore (Grace)
• Johnnie cake (me, which I had to explain to G)
• ketchup
• (don't remember L)
• mashed potatoes, which G said she would put the ketchup on (I HATE that)

I forget what else we brought for awhile, but eventually we were getting close to home, so we sped the game up by only saying the new item we were adding. I wound up with both X and Z, which I think is totally unfair, but that'll teach me to play with only one other person. I chose to bring an X-Ray machine (Peter said he would've brought an X-Box) and Zbigniew Brzezinski.

Grace's comment on Mr. Brzezinski: "What is THAT???"