Mother's Day, May 12

Had a picnic at Layton Park yesterday, with mom, Eric, and the fams.  Dad was elated to be outside.  I called Chancellor around 9:00, and told them I would pick him up by 11:30-11:45.   Asked that he not eat, since we would be going on a picnic.   When Chad and I arrived, dad was not happy with Tiara, his aide.   She had him all ready to go, but told him he wouldn't be eating there.  Guess he said, "To hell with that, I'm hungry."  He was walking around the hall, looking at the pictures.   When we approached him, he turned around and scowled at us.   Told him I was his daughter, and Chad was his grandson, and we were taking him to the park for a picnic.   His face lit up, and he said, "Well, I'll be."   We led him out the door, and he was sooo happy.  It was nice to see.   Belted him into the front seat, and he sat straight up, looking all around.  Got him settled in a lawn chair, and after a little while, he said he wanted to lay on the grass.   He enjoyed that for about a 1/2 hour, and went back to the chair.   I think it was a little strange for him to be out, because he seemed a disoriented when it came time to eat.    He is on such a schedule and in a routine at Chancellor, that he was probably a little out of sorts.    He handled everything very well, though.   The fam hung out at the part for about 3 hours, and then it was time to leave.  Dad was tired, and we could tell he was ready to go.  Eric took him back, and said he settled right in, seemed content.  Deb cut his hair, and then he was starting to eat when they left.   A good day for him!   Mom was having a tough time, very emotional about the day.   Said it is so difficult for her to go one way, and see dad go another.   She is still dealing with a lot of emotions, and she goes in spurts.   I think any type of holiday seems to be especially difficult for her, which is understandable. 
Picture below of Chuck enjoying the grass: