Zip It

On Wednesday I took the boys with me to a private "skatepark" for a story I am doing. Warren had Kendo, so he couldn't come with. I spent a good deal of time in my closet trying to find something "cool" to wear, but did not succeed. I decided to wear my trusty brown pants and a black tee. Boring but basic. I figured I'd blend in, right?

As we were leaving Warren looked at me and said, "Why don't you wear something more skater-ish?"

I sighed and said, "I'm not a skater and I have nothing cool to wear. I'm a journali...I'm a mom pretending to be a journalist." He looked at me funny and we left.

The actual interviewing went fine. I knew some peeps from the internet, ran into my old neighbor, and even met the dad of one of my friends. My favorite CA photographer got the assignment, so I was thrilled about that.

The kids behaved pretty well for about an hour, then complained of repeated mosquito attacks and begged me to take them home. Having no bug spray on my person, I agreed. Just as we got to the car they giggled and made a break for the nearby zipline which I had deemed off limits until I was done working.

They totally tricked me.