It was a pleasant Sunday morning in May. The sun was shining and the temperature was warm. Nonny was in his kitchen making sandwiches. As he was spreading peanut butter on a slice of bread, his teenage brother John swims into the kitchen.

"Hey. What're you doing?" John asks.

"Just making sandwiches for my picnic with Oona," Nonny explains as he starts to spread jelly on the same slice of bread the peanut butter is on.

"Nonners, your picnic isn't until 2. It's 9:30 in the morning," John says.

"I know that. I'm just making sure I'm prepared," Nonny explains as he puts the sandwich he just made on a plate full of several other sandwiches.

"Dang, how many did you make?" John wonders as he looks at the pile of sandwiches in astonishment.

"Um...10 I think. I lost track," Nonny says passively as he puts away all the ingredients he used to make the sandwiches.

"Do you know what the weather is gonna be like?" John asks.

"Yeah. I checked the weather last night. It said it's going to be nice today," Nonny said.

He opened the fridge and looked inside.

"Hey John, should I take juice boxes or soda?" Nonny wonders.

"Why not both? You could each have a couple of juice boxes and a can of soda," John suggested.

"That does seem fair. Thanks John," Nonny said.