Bootsey's Picnic

	"I'm going on a picnic!" Bootsey announced, early one fine spring morning. "It's Wednesday, and Wednesday is always a Wonderful day. But this is the wonderfulest Wednesday I've ever seen! Come on, Bobby Jo! It's a PERFECT day for a picnic.
Let's go down to the end of the garden. We'll make some lunch and find a basket to put it in. We can eat in the shade of the old peach tree. It'll be LOTS of FUN!"
"But, we're not 'pose to play so far away from the house. What will Aunt Holly thay?" her small cousin lisped.
"O don't be such a fraidy cat!" Bootsey snapped. "We're not babies! I'm almost SIX! Besides, Isaac and Wendell can go with us.
They'll take care of us. Isaac is the bravest tiger in the whole wide world. Nothing bad can happen to us when he's along. Now come on." And so, Bootsey, Bobby Jo, Isaac and Wendell packed a picnic basket and set off down the garden path toward the peach tree.
I don't think Bootsey told Aunt Holly about their picnic and frankly I'm a little worried about them. Aren't you?