Luke insists on wearing shorts. Everyday. Even if it means wearing them under his pants. Pants that on this day were tucked into his rainboots. He looked awesome with a
I ride horses kind of look to them. After our successful morning of Luke dressing himself and asking to practice writing some letters (a first sign in wanting to learn), we were off to get Bella from school.
After three days of rain and a sick Luke on quarantine, we split down to the skate park once the sun poked its face at us! Bella had a minimum day and we were home eating and out the door before the sun could hide its face again. With Luke on Bike and Bella and I rockin' the Razors, we blazed down Swift Street toward Derby Park, aka, "the local skate park."
Off we go, a 1/2 mile down Swift and what? what?! WHAT"S? THAT? I swear I saw a worthy flash/ shine of some sort. With the kids two blocks ahead, I spit a fierce command to hold up at the next driveway while I doubled back to investigate. Behold, it is a diamond ring all tweaked into a size 3 ring and looking bent. With the kids far beyond my motherly comfort zone I shove it in my back pocket to get back to later.
As the kids weave in and out of the skate bowl dodging pine cones from the recent storm, I fish out my new find from my back pocket. I try the skewed ring on for size on my pinkie. It must be triple the size of my wedding ring diamond. Quickly sizing it up, I conclude it is at least three quarters of a Karat and can't wait to get a proper appraisal!! Ka-Ching.
My friend and her two kiddos show up. Within 20 minutes her son takes a spill on foot. Not bike. Not scooter. On his own two feet. The same kid who said, "No mom, I don't wanna go to the park today" head off to Urgent Care.
Meanwhile, the girls were saving a monarch butterfly from being eatin' by a bird. I took her daughter home for a playdate, while her brother got drugged up, drooled on mom, and got an autograph worthy piece on his arm down the road at the emergency.
Rounding up three kids, two scooters, a bike, a butterfly and myself with an investment in my pocket... we head home. Once home, Escapia (the monarch) enchanted the three kids for a solid TWO whole hours. At one point I overheard Bella say, "Here! Use my umbrella, maybe she'll think it's a huge flower and think these parts are the stems and she'll feel at home in it." She's soooo thoughtful. After several attempts to domesticate the wild butterfly, the girls ultimately released her back into the wild.