Our walk was enjoyable as we pointed out birds, planes and dead dried worms on the sidewalk as we walked. Upon arrival at the park - we had it to ourselves. We played red light-green light, played in the red toy house, picked up bark and played Luke's new game of finding rocks and then "dinging" them on the swing set. I can't believe how loud that sound is if you get the "right" rock. Pretty sure the neighbors don’t love this game like Luke does.
All was going well and then suddenly I heard noises of kids, tricycles and scooters from down the road. I was actually happy to hear those noises since I knew Luke would like playing with the kids. The kids swooped in (4 of them). As the kids were parallel playing (definition: kids play side by side, but not together) I started talking to one of the moms. Luke came over to us and the mom started talking to him. Luke, being his sweet self, smiled and said, "Hi!" He also said, "Thank-you" when she handed him a pinecone. To me, she said, "He's so sweet and adorable." I beamed; my little babycake is the best and most well-behaved boy there ever was!
Then she and I started talking about tricycles and I was trying to get her opinion on which one would be best (she had two older kids). She started telling me about the one they had when her kids were younger. She said she'd go get it from their garage and bring it over so Luke could try it out. I thought that was a great idea and SO nice of her to offer (I have found that park moms are really nice! A lot nicer than the mall moms who run you over with their strollers). A few minutes later she was back with the tricycle and Luke hopped on (with my help) and we scooted around the park a few times. I started to get the sense that this mom needed to leave and Luke had started saying "done." So I thought it was a good time to get the tricycle back to them.
Luke jumped off and I thanked the mom. Her son then got on the tricycle to head home. Luke saw this and facing the mom and son (his back to me) I hear him scream "NOOOO!" The boy and mom stopped. I quickly went to Luke's side and said, "Luke this isn't ours. They were sharing with us. Isn't that nice? Say thank you." Then his body went stiff, his little fists balled up and he screamed, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" just in case those in San Francisco didn't hear him the first time. I was horrified and wasn't quite sure what to do. This was his first public tantrum. I said, "If you behave like this they won't share their toys with us again." He squished up his face in that face only a mommy can love, eyes are hidden, nose somehow disappeared and mouth was gone except for a tiny slit and tears squeezed out of his "invisible" eyes and streamed down his face.
I couldn't believe it. I had just been praised by how adorable and SWEET Luke was and then this woman is left with an impression of him like that?! I apologized profusely and she gave me a look like she completely understood. As they walked away Luke continued to shriek, even as I picked him up and started walking him home.... Ahhhh... Good times... And I'm sure many more times like this to come!!
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