If you're happy and you know it clap your hands

Mark had scouts and the rest of us had nothing scheduled.  Isn't nothing scheduled the best thing EVER?  We decided after we dropped Mark off, we'd take a walk on our favorite street, Grand Avenue in Everett.  (Braeden felt severely misled when we stopped off first for an errand at Lowe's.  I said, "Hey, we're still walking...")

It was a beautiful evening and Grand Avenue never disappoints.

When we picked up Mark we were all munching on a bag of crisp snap peas, the weird fried cracker type.  I don't really like them but they are sort of addicting at the same time.

Adam offered Mark some and a few minutes later Mark handed up the empty bag.  I must have looked somewhat alarmed and by way of explanation, Mark recited a maxim of scouting, "Leave no trace."

I'm just not sure it's supposed to be applied to food.